Gemotions

The elevator doors opened, and Kevin stepped into the familiar corporate lobby. He found himself avoiding the eyes of the receptionist, who’d probably heard the news as well. He had overheard the discussion between his boss and the new hire, the casual mention of a salary that far surpassed his.

He had started arriving late to work and leaving early. The routine that he once cherished was now a burden. He found it difficult to focus. Even the projects he’d once enjoyed, felt meaningless.

He considered calling in sick, the thought of facing the day a heavy weight. He trudged towards his desk, a sense of profound exhaustion washing over him. The world seemed to have lost its color.