Gemotions

The aroma of freshly cut grass filled the air, a familiar scent. But today, the smell seemed to lack its usual power to buoy him. Coach Hernandez stood on the sidelines of the soccer field, the setting sun casting a long shadow. He felt a sense of… flatness, a hollowness that seemed to echo inside him.

He had to tell Sofia that her place on the team was no longer secure. She had lost her enthusiasm and stopped putting in the effort. The task felt like a burden. He shifted his weight from foot to foot, the tension in his shoulders rising. He wished he could fast-forward to the end of the day.