Gemotions

The sun felt too bright, the sky too big, the air too thin. Everything felt… wrong. She couldn't focus on anything. Lisa kept going to the window, watching the construction workers. She’d bite her lip, a nervous habit that she hadn't done in years.

She felt like she was trapped. Her breathing came fast. She picked at the skin around her nails. The noise echoed in her head, a relentless, pounding rhythm that mirrored the frantic beating of her heart. She wrapped her arms around herself, trying to find some semblance of calm.