Gemotions

Liam stared at the email, his eyes struggling to focus on the carefully worded announcement. His jaw clenched. He’d just managed to save enough for that trip to see his sister. Now, it was all going to be different, wasn’t it? He felt a sudden, profound tightness in his shoulders.

He rose from his desk and paced the length of his apartment, a cramped space he’d come to cherish. The scent of his old coffee table seemed to fill the room, now a painful reminder of lost comfort. The world had shifted, tilting him off balance. He rubbed his temples, a dull ache throbbing behind his eyes.

He needed to get out. He grabbed his keys and jacket, the metal cold against his skin. Maybe a walk, a drink – anything to quiet the turmoil churning inside him. The city lights, usually a comfort, now seemed to glare, mirroring the disquiet in his soul.