Gemotions

A wave of heat surged through David’s chest, making him feel like he was about to combust. He glanced at the spreadsheet again, the numbers blurring slightly. Jessica, the new hire, barely out of her teens, was raking in a starting salary that was nearly ten thousand dollars more than his current one. He'd been with the company for eight years, faithfully executing every task, absorbing the company's culture.

He rose from his chair, a slow, deliberate movement. His knuckles were white against the desk. He felt a strange lightness, a sense of disengagement from his body. His gut told him to simply walk out. He’d do what he wanted and take his skills to a company that would actually respect him.