Gemotions

"Unbelievable," Clara muttered, the word a thin veil over a deeper current of… something she couldn't name. The doctor had been apologetic, explaining the clerical mistake. The devastating report was not hers. Her tests? Normal.

She had spent months grieving, preparing for an inevitable departure. She had tried, with all her might, to make peace with the future she thought she'd face. Now, she felt… untethered.

She walked out into the busy city street, the noise and movement a cacophony. She felt the weight of her body, the physical sensation of being, as though for the first time. The feeling was heavy, cumbersome. She realized there was no plan, no roadmap. Just an enormous, empty space.