Gemotions

The news was a gut punch. A slow, painful contraction in her stomach, a feeling of being hollowed out. Lisa, a dedicated employee, found her carefully constructed world teetering on the edge of a precipice. The comfort of the familiar had been her shield, and now it was gone.

She observed the office with an unfamiliar detachment, the faces of her colleagues etched with a similar disbelief. She sat at her desk, unable to concentrate, staring at the screen. The task felt insurmountable. Every item on her to-do list seemed meaningless.

That evening, she found herself staring at the sunset, the vibrant colours offering no solace. She was alone with the thoughts she could not suppress, the anxieties she could not soothe. Everything was suddenly fragile.