Gemotions

The email arrived late at night, the chime of the notification echoing in the empty apartment. Jessica glanced at the subject line and felt a profound sense of deflation. She leaned back in her chair, the light from her monitor casting a sickly glow on her face.

The thought of attending the reunion filled her with a sense of despondency. The faces, the memories, the perceived judgments – it all felt like a mountain to climb.

She stared out the window, the city lights below twinkling like distant stars. The world seemed vast and indifferent, and she felt small, insignificant, and terribly tired.