Gemotions

He felt the tremors begin in his fingertips, then spread up his arms. The email. The subject line. The news. He was always the first to know, the office gossip, the one who saw the writing on the wall. But this time… this time, it felt different. A cold wave washed over him. He felt as if his stomach had turned inside out. He had grown so comfortable here.

He slammed his hands on the desk, the impact jolting his entire frame. He felt a surge of energy, a frantic desire to do something, anything. He snatched up his bag, and stalked out, ignoring the concerned glances from his coworkers. The world outside, the bright, bustling city, suddenly seemed distant, alien.