Gemotions

He woke with a start, the air thick with the smell of sawdust and something acrid. The pounding was relentless, a hammer blow against his very core. He scrambled out of bed, his stomach churning. He felt…unmoored.

He splashed water on his face, but it didn't help. He stared at his reflection, a stranger staring back. He didn't recognize himself. His apartment felt unfamiliar, alien. He reached for his phone, but the screen was blurry.

He went to the window, the construction site next door a jarring spectacle. The world was loud, confusing. He couldn’t seem to find his center. He was lost in a fog of sound and unease, adrift in a sea of the unknown.