Gemotions

"Oh, *wonderful*," she said, her voice dripping with artificial sweetness, when she saw the announcement. She immediately started rearranging her office; she threw out the framed photos of herself with Dr. Harding. She ripped down his research poster and set it in a corner. She had worked so hard to get here, and now? Now, she felt like she was back at square one.

She slammed the filing cabinet closed, a loud, defiant *thud*. It seemed to echo the frustration and anger she was feeling. The new advisor would be awful. She just knew it.

She marched down to the university gym, and started running. She ran until her legs ached, until the exhaustion finally quieted the voices in her head, for a brief while.