Gemotions

David found himself unable to focus on his work. He stared at his laptop screen, the words blurring before his eyes. The notice about the building going condo sat on his desk, a constant, unwelcome presence. A knot formed deep within him, tightening with each passing hour.

He tapped his foot incessantly, the rhythmic sound a counterpoint to the racing thoughts in his mind. He glanced around the room, the objects once familiar now seemed foreign, imbued with a sense of impermanence. The feeling in his chest intensified.

He slammed his laptop shut, the sound echoing in the sudden silence. He needed to do something, anything, to distract himself from the rising tide of unease. He grabbed his keys and phone, needing to escape.