Gemotions

The afternoon sun cast long shadows across the living room as Chloe sank onto the sofa. The air was thick with the scent of dust. The rhythmic banging next door had become an uninvited guest, its presence a constant reminder of the unfinished business in her own life.

She picked up the remote, flipping through channels, but nothing held her attention. The world felt muffled, the colors muted. She longed to go back to sleep. She felt a deep lethargy, like her body was a heavy, unyielding weight.