Gemotions

The feeling of wanting it all had been slowly growing, a delicious itch beneath her skin. The party, a feast of attention and admiration, was a guaranteed fix. She relished the thought of all the attention, the accolades, the gifts, the admiration.

A message: “Cancellation due to unforeseen circumstances.” Her breath hitched. The carefully cultivated feeling of being the center of the universe evaporated. She felt like a deflated balloon.

The meticulously curated playlist, ready to go, now mocking her from her sound system. She felt a burning need for something, anything, to fill the void. She grabbed her keys, a sudden, urgent desire to just *take*.