Gemotions

The hallway was filled with the usual clamor of college life, but for David, it felt distant, muffled. He'd seen it. His journal, face down on the kitchen counter, out of place. His roommate, Ben, had been unusually helpful, offering to run errands. David’s stomach churned with a familiar unpleasantness.

He leaned against the cold brick wall, the rough texture offering no comfort. The fluorescent lights of the hallway seemed to flicker, adding to his internal disquiet. He pulled out his phone, scrolling aimlessly, unable to focus. The world was too much.