Gemotions

The printer sputtered and coughed, spitting out a memo with the dreaded words: "Merger Announcement." James slammed his fist on the desk. He felt the sting in his hand. He was done. The endless corporate games, the constant uncertainty, the feeling of being disposable, it was all too much.

He leaned back in his chair, trying to take a deep breath, but his lungs felt constricted. He felt the pressure building behind his eyes. He could feel his heart beat in his ears. He was exhausted by it all.

He looked around the office, at his colleagues' faces, each etched with a similar weariness. He wanted to scream.