Gemotions

He scrolled through the pictures, each one a slap in the face. The new owners had renovated. Everything he remembered was gone, replaced by a sleek, modern aesthetic. He felt disconnected, adrift.

He sat back in his chair, feeling suddenly weak. The world around him seemed to shrink, closing in. He found himself staring at his hands, as if they were alien. He needed to get away, to escape this digital intrusion.

He stood up, heading for the door, with no clear destination in mind. He just needed to be in motion.