Gemotions

The vibrant green of his lawn seemed to mock him, the cheerful color grating on his nerves. Where his car had been was now an empty, desolate space. He took a deep breath, or at least he tried to.

He called his insurance company, reciting the details with a forced calmness that felt unnatural. Each word was a struggle, a battle against the tightening knot in his stomach. He ended the call, the silence amplifying the throb behind his eyes.

He kicked a small stone, sending it skittering across the driveway. He wished the entire world would just disappear.