Gemotions

He stared at the blank screen, the cursor blinking tauntingly. Mark, usually a prolific writer, found himself paralyzed. He'd just wrapped up a phone call with his ex-wife, Lisa. They were talking about the birth of their child, a memory they both should cherish.

Lisa had described the experience as a moment of pure joy and boundless love. Mark was hit with a strange, numb sensation. His memory held a complex web of exhaustion and anxiety. The immense pressure. The overwhelming responsibility. The distance between them was now vast. He closed his laptop with a snap, feeling the weight of the conflicting accounts settle heavily on his shoulders, crushing him.