Gemotions

"Another day," Sarah sighed, staring at the ceiling. The eviction notice was tucked under her pillow, a physical weight she couldn't escape. She dragged herself out of bed, the motion slow and deliberate. She wandered through the apartment, picking up objects, putting them down, with no clear purpose. Outside, the city hummed with activity, but inside, a sense of stasis prevailed. She found herself staring at the fridge, but had no appetite. She eventually poured herself a glass of water, then took a single sip, and left the glass on the counter.