Gemotions

He picked at the loose threads of his new office chair, a nervous tic. The move from engineering to sales had been sprung on him quickly. His enthusiasm for the new role felt like it had been abruptly switched off.

His lunch remained uneaten, tucked away in his drawer. The phone on his desk seemed to taunt him, a constant reminder of the expectations that were now being placed on his shoulders. He felt a deep sense of disconnect, as if he were watching himself from afar.

The faces of his new colleagues blurred together. Everything seemed to fade into a haze of gray.