Gemotions

The hospital lobby was bustling, filled with the sounds of shuffling feet and hushed conversations. Daniel, shoulders slumped, stood frozen in the midst of it all. He had been told he was someone else. He had been told he was sick. He was just too much, he thought.

The information had hit him like a physical blow. He felt the strength leave him. Each footfall on the tile seemed to echo in his ears. He looked around at the faces, searching for some anchor, some reassurance.

There was nothing. Just the vast, overwhelming emptiness of it all.