Gemotions

He didn’t answer the phone when it rang. He knew. He could feel it in his bones. The call from the hiring manager would simply confirm the inevitable. He’d lost. Again.

He walked to the window, staring out at the vibrant city below. All those people, living their lives, oblivious to his internal turmoil. He felt a surge of resentment, an irrational anger towards their carefree existence.

He opened the window, the cold air rushing in. He wished he could shout out, express the way he felt, and let the pain escape. He slammed it shut.