Gemotions

The foreman gestured for the crane operator to move in. Daniel stood nearby, rooted to the spot, watching. He felt disconnected, like an actor in a play he hadn't rehearsed. He’d never been able to measure up.

His parents had always wanted him to be a doctor, a lawyer, anything but the aimless existence he now led. Now, the home that once represented safety and familiarity was being reduced to rubble. He'd never found his place in the world, and looking at the structure crumble he wondered if he ever would.

A bitter laugh escaped him. All the effort, all the striving, had amounted to nothing. His life was the same as the house; a pile of waste.