Gemotions

The news felt like a physical blow, knocking the wind out of her. She sank onto the bench in the park, the crisp autumn air doing little to revive her. The rustling leaves seemed to mock her. She’d poured her heart into the application.

She closed her eyes, trying to block out the world. The sounds of children playing in the distance only amplified her sense of loss. She felt a profound sense of isolation, even amidst the bustle of the park.

She pulled her scarf tighter, as if to ward off the encroaching chill. She was alone, and the world seemed to know it.