Gemotions

The news report flashed across the television screen, interrupting his evening. “Iconic eatery closing due to financial difficulties…” David felt a knot forming in his stomach, a physical representation of the sinking feeling he was experiencing. He watched, stunned, as the reporter spoke of the restaurant he'd frequented since childhood.

His hand trembled as he reached for the remote, switching off the TV. The sudden silence was deafening, amplifying the chaotic thoughts racing through his mind. He pushed away from the couch, unable to sit still.

He walked into the kitchen, his usual sanctuary, but it offered no comfort. The sterile brightness of the room felt oppressive. He opened the refrigerator, but couldn’t bring himself to eat. He closed the door, the metallic clang echoing in the sudden emptiness of the house.