Gemotions

He stood in the supermarket, staring at the empty cake aisle. He’d been planning to bake a special treat. Now, the ingredients felt like useless reminders. He'd envisioned friends, family, the shared joy of celebration. The carefully crafted plan was now nothing, just a list of items and things he had to get rid of.

He tossed the cake ingredients back onto the shelf. His appetite vanished. He walked slowly back to the car, the parking lot a vast expanse of unfulfilled potential. He drove home in silence, the radio off. The house felt empty.