Gemotions

The aroma of freshly baked bread filled the office, a smell that usually delighted her, but today it was nauseating. Everything was different. Different people, different responsibilities. Everything felt too loud, too busy.

She needed a moment. She needed to escape. She found herself staring at the fire escape, wondering if she could just…go outside. Take a breath of fresh air. She imagined the cool night air hitting her face.

Her new colleagues continued to chatter, their words washing over her like a tidal wave. She felt a growing, desperate need to flee. She took a deep breath, fighting the urge to bolt.