Gemotions

Mark slammed the laptop shut, the abrupt action echoing in the quiet apartment. The results. The jarring truth. He had always taken his family for granted. Now, the certainty of their place in his life was gone. He felt suddenly weightless, adrift.

He kicked a chair, then paced, his frustration mounting. He thought of his childhood, the familiar sights, the familiar sounds. They seemed distant now, like a faded photograph. He tried to conjure up his parents' faces, but their images blurred. The room seemed to shrink, closing in on him.

He grabbed his coat and keys, the simple act a desperate attempt to reclaim some sense of control. He needed to get out, away from the confinement of the apartment, away from the weight of this new reality.