Gemotions

The world felt out of sync. David gripped the edge of his desk, the polished wood oddly cold. He didn’t know how to feel. The news of the company being sold had come as a shock. His usual confidence had deserted him. Everything was off-kilter.

He reached for his phone, and fumbled. He dropped it. The screen cracked. A small detail, but it amplified the day's feeling of wrongness. He knelt to pick it up, his head throbbing.

He tried to think about the quarterly report, but the numbers swam before him. He leaned back in his chair, suddenly wanting nothing more than to escape. The office air felt stale. He couldn't place the emotion, but it weighed him down.