Gemotions

The walk to the university was a struggle. Ethan’s shoulders slumped, his steps slow and heavy. The notification on his phone, the one from Dr. Bell, felt like a punch to the gut. An unexpected career shift. Ethan had spent a year working with her. Now he was facing the prospect of beginning again.

He dragged himself into the lecture hall, trying to focus. But all he could feel was a numbing sense of despair. He slumped into a seat, the hard plastic biting into his back. The effort of maintaining his usual routine had become immense. He felt a constant drag on his mind, a fatigue that permeated everything. He was running out of steam.