Gemotions

The city outside the window roared with the usual cacophony of sirens, horns, and chattering voices. Inside, Leo sat slumped on his couch, the television playing a rerun of a sitcom he barely watched. The apartment felt too small, the walls closing in. He felt a deep-seated aversion to any of his current obligations.

He was scrolling through a college alumni site. Just browsing. His cursor hovered over a familiar link: "Successful College Essays." He clicked, almost by accident. Then, there it was. His. The essay he had written years ago. The one he had put so much of himself into. Now, it was… an example. An artifact. A wave of… disinterest, then anger, then sadness, washed over him. He switched off the television, the silence more unsettling than the noise.