Gemotions

The harsh fluorescent lights of the office seemed to amplify the throbbing in Amelia’s head. Reaching for her phone, she thought to text her sister about picking up the kids from school. Instead, the words "Everything is a drag" materialized on the screen, addressed to her ex-boyfriend, Mark. She winced, wishing she could rewind time. She considered composing a quick apology, but the effort felt insurmountable. Instead, she stared at the screen, the cursor blinking mockingly, feeling utterly spent.