Gemotions

John let out a sound somewhere between a groan and a whimper. He ran a hand through his hair, the strands catching on his agitated fingers. He'd been expecting the news. His college had been struggling for years, but the announcement still came as a blow. He knew all the details: the lack of funding, the dwindling enrollment.

The thought of transferring, of starting all over again, filled him with weariness. He slumped back in his chair, feeling the sudden, overwhelming weight of the world on his shoulders. The air in his stuffy dorm room suddenly felt impossibly thick. The future loomed, a vast and uncertain landscape.