Gemotions

“Are you even ready yet?” Daniel’s sister called from the hallway. He stared blankly at his closet, its contents a vibrant tapestry of clothes that suddenly felt meaningless. Today was Maria’s birthday, a rooftop bar with a DJ. He needed to be dressed. He needed to be happy.

The silence in the room stretched and became heavy. He remembered the text message he'd received from Michael, a quiet dinner at his house. The thought of a cozy evening sounded appealing, but he wasn’t up to making the choice.

He ran a hand through his hair, feeling the strands catch on his fingers. He hadn't shaved in days. He felt a deep sense of apathy, a profound lack of interest in everything. The world seemed to have lost its color.