Gemotions

The sleek, modern design of the new office, filled with vibrant art and standing desks, was a stark contrast to the quiet, antiquated records room where he'd worked for so long. George, transferred to the marketing department, felt utterly out of place. He felt it in the muscles of his jaw, the constant tightening.

He sat at his desk, staring blankly at the computer screen. The bright colors and promotional materials assaulted his senses. He missed the familiar smell of old paper and the organized chaos of his filing system.

He felt the unwelcome sting of tears behind his eyes. He missed his routine, his comfort zone. He felt like he had been cast adrift. He thought of his desk back in the records room, how perfect everything was.