Gemotions

It had started with a mild headache. Then the email arrived, and the headache intensified. “Finally, a new beginning!” the listing boasted. Daniel snorted. His old house. Sold. Again. He could feel a knot twisting in his stomach.

He was filled with such resentment, it was as though all the air had been sucked out of the room. He felt trapped. He scrolled through the photos, each one a slap in the face. The new owners, smiling and carefree. It made him want to rip something.

He shut down the computer with an abruptness that made the monitor wobble. He pushed away from the desk, his chair scraping loudly against the floor. He needed to move, to do something, anything, to shake this off.