Gemotions

The photograph of the house, taken from the street, felt like a punch to the gut. She had to sit down immediately, her legs suddenly weak. The world tilted.

Her gaze darted around her own sterile apartment, the stark white walls closing in. She felt as though she had been cast adrift on a vast, unfamiliar ocean, with no land in sight. Her throat constricted.

She reached for her water bottle, her hands trembling as she took a sip. Everything seemed to have lost its focus, its purpose, its meaning. The past, the present, all blurred together. She felt utterly lost.