Gemotions

The airport buzzed with frantic energy, a symphony of delayed flights and misplaced luggage. David navigated the throng, his shoulders tense, his jaw clenched. He clutched his boarding pass like a life raft, wanting nothing more than to be airborne and away from this chaos. His body ached.

He was late for his connecting flight and his luggage was missing. He growled at a customer service agent when they were taking too long to find his bag. He just wanted to get on with his life.

The announcement crackled, informing of further delays. He let out a breath and slammed his hand on the counter. The agent winced, then offered him some water. Another man watched him. The man approached him, explained he was in the same predicament. They started talking about the rare condition and the medication. A sense of relief washed over David, but it was replaced by the weariness that was a constant companion.