Gemotions

“Another day, another unfamiliar face,” Mark thought, as he sat down in the human resources department. He had wanted a new challenge, a change of scenery, but the change felt isolating. The constant stream of new faces and the impersonal nature of the work left him feeling unmoored.

He tried to participate in the coffee runs, but the conversations were brief and superficial, focused on work-related matters. He spent his lunch break on the park bench. The sun felt warm on his face, but the pleasant sensation didn’t soothe the ache inside. He missed the easy familiarity of his old team. The silence between the conversations felt deafening.