Gemotions

He paced his tiny apartment, the linoleum floor squeaking under his feet. He had meant to send his mother a text expressing his gratitude for her support. Instead, it was now winging its way to his cousin, Claire, who was currently sunning herself in the Maldives. The text, thanking his mother for all she had done for him, felt incredibly hollow. He imagined Claire’s carefree existence, the endless vacations, the glamorous parties. A sour taste coated his tongue. He opened the window, trying to clear his head, but the city sounds just amplified his feeling of being… left behind.