Gemotions

He stared out the window, watching the rain streak down the glass, blurring the world outside into an impressionistic mess. The eviction notice was crumpled in his pocket, a tangible representation of his mounting anxieties. He felt a profound sense of inertia, a leaden weight holding him in place. His apartment, once a sanctuary, now felt like a cage. He ran a hand through his hair, a nervous gesture he repeated countless times. A listless lethargy had settled over him, the world's vibrancy dimmed to a dull grey.