Gemotions

The bus rumbled along the familiar route, but the scenery seemed distorted, muted. He stared out the window, the passing buildings and trees a blur of meaningless shapes. He was going to meet up with Mia, his best friend, but the thought no longer brought the usual surge of anticipation.

He’d known her for years. The news that she was leaving the country with her family had left him numb and listless. He could barely focus on the conversations, his mind filled with a vast emptiness where their future had once been.

He shifted uncomfortably in his seat. The impending meeting seemed a chore, a performance he was ill-equipped to give.