Gemotions

The silence of his apartment amplified the ache in Ethan's heart. He stared at the failing grade on his programming assignment, the numbers and letters blurring before his eyes. It was a crushing blow. He felt defeated.

The city outside, usually alive with a symphony of sounds, seemed muffled, distant. He lay on the couch, the remote control resting uselessly beside him. He felt an insurmountable weariness, a sense of being utterly drained.

He hadn't eaten all day. He barely registered the pangs of hunger. He felt his eyelids getting heavy, a deep weariness consuming him. He drifted, finally, into an uneasy slumber, seeking refuge from his inner turmoil.