Gemotions

He stared at the blank screen, the cursor blinking, mocking his inability to focus. He had to write his essay, but the words wouldn’t come. The news had left him feeling hollowed out. The scholarship was gone.

He felt a deep, pervasive weariness, as though he hadn't slept in days. The pressure in his head was a dull ache. He rubbed his temples, hoping to ease the tension, but the throbbing persisted.

He felt a sudden, desperate urge to flee, to disappear. He craved the silence, the solitude, a place to escape the weight of his predicament. He wanted to scream.