Gemotions

The weight of the paperwork seemed to physically press down on him, constricting his breathing. David, who had prided himself on his meticulous organization, found himself staring blankly at the overflowing inbox. The knowledge of John’s higher pay, despite the younger man’s minimal experience, had hit him hard. He’d heard the whispers in the break room.

He skipped his usual midday walk, the fresh air no longer appealing. Instead, he remained at his desk, the fluorescent lights turning the already mundane office into a suffocating space. His stomach churned with a constant knot.

He caught a glimpse of his reflection in the darkened window. His face looked drawn, his eyes lacking their usual sparkle. He felt a deep sense of inadequacy, a creeping sensation that he’d somehow failed.