Gemotions

“This is ridiculous,” Liam mumbled, tossing his phone onto the couch. The screen flickered, displaying the same social media feeds he had been aimlessly scrolling through for hours. A sense of unease, a sort of mental paralysis, kept him rooted in place. He needed a distraction, something to shake him out of the doldrums.

His mind flashed back to the day he, as a kid, had planted a pine tree in the backyard of his childhood home. The memory was suddenly vivid, the smell of the soil, the feel of the sun on his face. He walked over to the location. The tree was no longer there, but in its place stood a shiny new construction. A feeling of annoyance churned in his gut.