Gemotions

The email notification popped up, and a cold dread washed over him. He felt a sudden urge to shut down his computer, to disconnect from the world. He pressed his lips together, his jaw muscles clenching. His heart skipped a beat, then began to pound erratically. He re-read the short, succinct message, his vision narrowing.

He felt a deep, instinctive resistance to the change. His carefully constructed life, the comfortable routine he relied on, was threatened. He felt a sense of panic rising, a tightening in his chest.

He swiveled his chair away from his computer, staring blankly out the window, his gaze unfocused.