Gemotions

The apartment felt like a tomb. Sam stared out the window, watching the rain blur the city lights. He had to prepare. He and his friend, James, were vying for the same software engineering position. His interview was tomorrow.

He should be coding. He should be studying. But every attempt at focus crumbled. His head throbbed. He felt a deep, abiding sense of futility.

He glanced at his phone. Another message from James, brimming with enthusiasm. Sam closed his eyes, the weight of his own inertia crushing him. He felt utterly and completely stuck.