Gemotions

He slammed the door, the sound echoing in the empty apartment. Mark, who had bragged constantly about his job as a top-level executive. The truth? He was an assistant to a middle manager. The news had left Jake feeling...empty.

He kicked a discarded shoe across the room. He felt a throbbing ache behind his eyes. He hadn't felt this frustrated in years.

The familiar objects in his apartment seemed alien, their presence mocking. He slumped onto the sofa, the cushions doing nothing to soothe his sudden, aching awareness. He put his hands on his face. The world was now a place of confusion.