Gemotions

The news felt like a physical blow to David. He stood frozen in the middle of his apartment, the eviction notice a burning brand in his hand. His apartment, now a battlefield.

He slowly walked to the window, staring out at the city. The lights flickered, a mocking display of life that seemed so far removed from his impending doom. The air felt thin, difficult to draw into his lungs.

He slammed his fist against the windowsill, the pain a welcome distraction from the turmoil inside. He didn't know what to do, where to go. All he knew was that he was losing everything, and the world was uncaring.