Gemotions

The hum of the computer fans seemed louder than usual. Michael, usually humming along to music, was silent. He slumped in his chair, his shoulders hunched. The information about the company's sale had left him feeling adrift. His usual enthusiasm had evaporated.

He tried to focus on his work, but his mind kept drifting. He saw the faces of his co-workers, their expressions a mixture of fear and bewilderment. He pushed away his unfinished lunch.

His hands were clammy. He felt a tightening in his chest. He felt as if he was running in place, getting nowhere. His future felt uncertain, the path ahead shrouded in mist.