Gemotions

He stared at the real estate listing, the bright, airy rooms looking so different, so unfamiliar. It felt like he'd been given a puzzle, but with missing pieces. He felt a sudden, profound sense of displacement.

His apartment felt wrong. He walked into the kitchen and opened the refrigerator, staring at the contents with a vacant expression. He wasn't sure what he was looking for. His thoughts skittered away from him like frightened mice.

He sat at the kitchen table, running a hand over the smooth surface. A memory surfaced, a fleeting image of his mother laughing at that very table. The image was fleeting and fragmented. The laughter seemed to echo from a place he couldn’t reach.