Gemotions

The afternoon light filtered weakly through the blinds, painting stripes across David’s dusty coffee table. A notification from "Pixel_Wizard" blipped on his phone: "Want to try that new escape room?" David felt a wave of resistance wash over him.

He contemplated the effort involved: getting dressed, driving, solving puzzles, *socializing*. He felt a profound weariness settle into his bones. The thought of physical activity seemed like an insurmountable challenge.

He sent a curt reply: "Not today." Then, he closed his eyes, the weight of his own inertia a familiar embrace.