Gemotions

The vibrant colors of the campus seemed muted, faded. Professor Lee's email announcing her departure had arrived the previous evening. I walked towards the administration building, my steps slow and measured. The breeze rustled the leaves, creating a soft susurrus that seemed to mirror the emptiness inside me. I had a meeting with the department head in an hour. I felt a sense of inevitability, a feeling that things were meant to be this way, that any resistance to change was futile. I slowly pulled open the door.