Gemotions

A sense of lethargy settled over him, like a shroud. He sat in the empty classroom, the same room where he had first envisioned his academic journey, the room where he and Dr. Anya had spent countless hours. Now, that journey was in question. Her announcement had left him feeling adrift.

He stared out the window, watching the leaves fall from the trees. Each falling leaf was a reminder of something lost, something ending. He felt a profound sense of inertia, an inability to move, to act. Everything seemed muted, slow, drained of its usual vibrancy.