Gemotions

He stared at the eviction notice, his mouth pressed into a thin line. The building's sale changed everything. He was just a cog in the machine.

He felt a creeping sense of exhaustion, a profound sense of futility. He sat heavily in his chair, the weight of the world pressing down on him. The future, once a clear path, was now clouded with uncertainty.

He rubbed his temples, trying to ward off the throbbing headache that was starting. The walls of his apartment seemed to be closing in. He felt a growing sense of panic.