Gemotions

The constant drone of the announcements grated on Liam’s nerves. He stood by the window, watching the rain continue to fall, and the jet on the tarmac was unmoved. His own wedding anniversary. He felt a profound sense of isolation, a chasm growing between him and the happiness he’d envisioned. The airport’s antiseptic smell, the sterile environment, amplified his feelings of being cut off from everything that mattered. He ran a hand over his face, feeling the fatigue deep in his bones. The world seemed to have lost its color.