Gemotions

The fluorescent lights of the airport terminal hummed, a relentless drone that mirrored the thrumming in Elias's temples. He slumped further down in his plastic chair, the hard surface offering no comfort. His shoulders ached, and his eyelids felt heavy, like lead weights. He should be on his way to his sister's wedding, but instead, he was stranded, another announcement promising another hour’s delay. "Just breathe," he muttered to himself, the words catching in his dry throat. He closed his eyes, picturing the ceremony, the joy he'd miss. His fingers trembled as he pulled out his phone, the screen reflecting his tired face.