Gemotions

The ornate invitation sat on the desk amidst scattered paperwork, a splash of cheerful indifference. Sarah barely glanced at it, her mind preoccupied with the endless details of her everyday life. It felt like another task, another obligation.

She spent the afternoon staring at her laptop, unable to focus. The projects she was working on began to feel pointless, meaningless. She felt a familiar hollowness grow inside her, a sense of having missed something vital.

The sun set, painting the sky in fiery hues, but she barely noticed. She didn't want to go out.