Gemotions

The train rattled along the tracks, the rhythmic clack-clack-clack lulling Sarah into a trance-like state. She looked out the window at the passing scenery, the blurred landscape a counterpoint to the racing thoughts in her head.

The interview was a week ago. Her friend, Emily, was applying for the same job, and they had both been anxious. Sarah had tried to be calm, but it was hard. She had imagined the moment she would receive the email or the phone call.

She closed her eyes. She inhaled deeply. She tried to focus on the sensation of her breath. She exhaled. She opened her eyes. She saw the train was pulling into her station. She stood up, grabbed her bag, and walked towards the door.