Gemotions

He stared at the prescription in his hand, a potent medication meant for someone else's illness. Mark had been battling chronic pain, trying everything to find relief. The discovery of the mistake at the pharmacy left him feeling deeply disconnected. He was supposed to have surgery next week. Now what?

He crumpled the paper in his fist. He was tired of searching for answers, exhausted by the relentless pain. He felt like he was walking on a treadmill, running faster and faster, but staying in the same place. He glanced at the window, a desire to be elsewhere flooding his mind. But where could he go?