Gemotions

The coffee shop was almost empty, the remaining patrons murmuring softly over their books and laptops. Maya sat at her usual table by the window, sipping her tea, the warmth spreading through her body. Outside, the world moved at its usual hurried pace, but inside, time seemed to slow. She glanced at her phone and read an email announcing Professor Ramirez’s departure. She felt a momentary… stillness, a brief pause in the gentle flow of her thoughts. She took another sip of tea, the flavor familiar and comforting.