Gemotions

The phone rang, shattering the silence of the apartment. Amelia stared at it, unmoving. The medical clinic, she knew. Another call about the records. She let the answering machine pick it up.

She’d spent the day in her pajamas, staring at the ceiling, feeling as though the world was happening without her. The news had left her with a profound lack of… desire.

She felt utterly depleted, drained of all will. Even the most basic tasks, like getting dressed or answering the phone, felt insurmountable. She felt like she was sinking.