Gemotions

The elevator doors opened onto the lobby, revealing a throng of people in expensive suits. They weren't from around here, and it filled Daniel with a hollow ache. He pulled his jacket tighter around him, avoiding their gaze.

He had worked hard to create a life here, this building had been his home for 10 years. Now the city's relentless pursuit of "progress" was about to sweep him away. He went to his apartment, the familiar smell of his cooking comforting him.

He was suddenly exhausted, every muscle aching. He felt a heavy weight pressing down on him, and he sank into his chair, the world feeling completely unfamiliar.