Gemotions

The new position in the legal department, a move from the art team, had seemed promising. The sense of routine and the predictability of the workplace seemed comforting. However, the move had resulted in a feeling of emptiness. Sarah felt isolated, like an unwelcome guest.

The days had a way of blending into each other, each one a repeat of the last. She tried to connect with her colleagues, but the conversations were stilted, the laughter forced. Her smile felt fake. She felt like an alien.

She missed the camaraderie of the art team, the shared creativity, the sense of purpose. She sat in her office, staring at the blank screen, the words refusing to form.