Gemotions

The cramped apartment felt stifling, the walls closing in on Michael. He had waited for the results, almost a lifetime. Now, the confirmation hung between him and the silence. The doctor's voice, usually a professional monotone, had shifted slightly.

He had the condition. Then came the unexpected news. Another patient, also diagnosed, who might offer connection. He agreed to make contact. He felt… buoyant. It was an odd feeling to feel the weight lift.

He paced his small kitchen, the cramped space suddenly feeling less confining. He reached for the phone, a smile tugging at his lips, a feeling he had almost forgotten. He felt an urge to do something, to be active.