Gemotions

The fluorescent lights of the office seemed less harsh. Leo stared at the screen, the numbers etched in his brain. The junior team member, Maria, earned more. A feeling like the sun rising in a closed room spread through him. He’d always felt, deep down, that he could do more. He'd just needed a push.

He leaned back in his chair, feeling the worn leather creak beneath him. His fingers drummed a rhythm on the desk – a staccato of energy. He had a few ideas brewing, ideas that had been dormant for months. He'd start by updating his resume. He'd also work on his LinkedIn profile. He would use the momentum.