Gemotions

The view from her new office window in Sales was panoramic, overlooking the city skyline. It was supposed to be a step up, a promotion. But Sarah found herself staring out at the view, unseeing. It was a beautiful vista, but it lacked the familiarity of the cluttered, windowless cubicle she had just vacated in Research.

Her shoulders slumped. She should be reviewing sales forecasts, preparing presentations. Instead, her mind kept drifting back to Dr. Evans and the slow, meticulous work, the quiet satisfaction of discovery. The phone rang, a cheery voice on the other end asking about potential leads. Sarah forced herself to sound enthusiastic, but the words felt hollow, a performance for an audience of one.