Gemotions

The closing of "The Grumbling Goose" felt like a personal betrayal. I felt a clench in my gut as I read the post. I hadn't been there in a while, but it held a special place in my heart. A place where I felt safe, happy.

I wandered aimlessly through the apartment, not sure what to do. The silence was deafening, amplified by the sudden shift in my world. I picked up a book, but the words swam before my eyes. My hands felt clumsy.

I closed the book, dropping it on the table. The weight of the impending loss pressed down on me. I wanted to scream.