Gemotions

The aroma of sawdust and fresh paint was overwhelming. She pulled the curtains shut, trying to shut out the world. The sounds of construction permeated her small apartment, seeping into her very bones. She felt a profound sense of isolation, even within her own home.

She sat on the floor, back against the wall, her legs drawn up to her chest. She had stopped eating, and the dull ache in her stomach was a constant reminder of her neglect. She closed her eyes and willed the noise to stop, just for a moment, to give her a chance to breathe.