Gemotions

The sunlight streaming through the window seemed harsh, too bright. John felt a strange disconnect from his own body. He leaned against the counter in the kitchen, staring at the coffee maker. His partner, Mark, had been unusually quiet lately, always on the phone, disappearing into the spare room. The discovery of a hidden text message, a simple "See you soon," left him feeling like he was falling. He felt the need to get air, so he opened the window. A strong gust of wind blew a newspaper off the kitchen table.