Gemotions

The world felt muted to Maya. Colors were less vibrant, sounds were duller. Even the taste of her morning coffee was… absent. She leaned heavily against the counter, the cool ceramic doing little to invigorate her.

A phone call, a mix-up in the lab. Her file, they explained, now contained another patient’s details. Details that were… concerning. This other patient was in very poor shape.

Maya felt a profound sense of inertia. Getting dressed, the short walk to the grocery store, making a simple meal – all felt like climbing a mountain. It was difficult to keep her eyes open.

She sat on the sofa, clutching the remote. The TV blared in the background, but she couldn’t focus. The world was just… too much.