Gemotions

The silence of the apartment was suffocating. David stared at the notice, the bold print blurring slightly. He felt a throbbing ache behind his eyes. He’d promised himself he wouldn't let things fall apart again, but here he was, staring down the barrel of another failure. He slowly rose, feeling every muscle in his body protesting.

He went to the window, pulling back the heavy curtains to let in the weak sunlight. The buildings across the street looked like imposing sentinels, judging his predicament. He couldn’t bear to look them in the eyes.

He paced the room, his footsteps muffled by the worn carpet. He was a tightly wound spring, ready to snap. He just wanted to find a place to hide. He couldn't.