Gemotions

“Well, this is just great,” I muttered, staring at the screen. The conference was hours away, and I was stuck. All I wanted was to stay home, in my comfortable clothes, where I was allowed to just… be. The thought of networking, of making small talk, of pretending to be interested in the latest industry trends felt utterly repulsive.

I slumped further down in my seat, the hard plastic pressing into my back. A wave of exhaustion, unlinked to any real effort, had suddenly come over me. This was the worst.

I pulled out my phone. I would check the news and maybe a few emails, and then just *sit*. It’s not like it mattered; everyone knows I'm not a 'people person'.