Gemotions

The office air hung heavy, a mixture of stale coffee and forgotten dreams. David leaned back in his chair, the squeak of the springs a rhythmic counterpoint to the relentless drone of the afternoon. He'd finished all his work for the week. He was waiting. For what, he couldn’t say. The fluorescent lights hummed, and the muted colors of his office felt oppressive, closing in around him.

He was scrolling through LinkedIn, a pastime he normally avoided. He'd lost interest in his own career, and felt increasingly isolated. A familiar name popped up in a suggested connection: Michael, the school bully. David was shocked. Michael, who used to make his life a living nightmare, now listed himself as a 'Licensed Counselor'.

He clicked on the profile. He was fascinated. He had to know more. He felt a pull, a strange compulsion, that he hadn't experienced in years.