Gemotions

He sat in the park, the crisp autumn air failing to clear his head. The "Whispering Wheat Bread," his grandmother’s recipe, was now a sensation, lauded in every culinary magazine. But the bakery that had "discovered" it? It was run by his ex-wife. He felt a pressure around his chest, a tightening that made it difficult to breathe.

He stood, but his legs felt heavy. He looked around. The world was spinning. He looked up, trying to find some release in the vast open sky, but the trees surrounding him made the sky seem smaller.