Gemotions

Her head throbbed as she sat on the park bench. The picnic she had planned was a distant memory. She could barely keep her eyes open. Everything was a blurry mess. She’d been walking, searching for something, she couldn't remember what. A flash of brown caught her attention. A wallet. She picked it up with a heavy heart. Inside, a considerable amount of cash. The money barely registered. Her thoughts were consumed with the desire to cease movement entirely. The world demanded too much.