Gemotions

The elevator doors slammed shut with a thud, and the car stalled between floors. The sudden silence was a welcome change for Jessica. She had been on the brink of exhaustion. The endless meetings, the looming deadlines, the constant pressure to perform, they had taken their toll. Now, a deep breath of the stale air felt like a balm.

She looked at her coworker, Ryan, who was already frantically searching for a cell signal. She felt a smile tug at her lips. She didn't share his concern. A sense of calm settled over her, a gentle easing of the tension she had been carrying around.

She sat down on the floor, stretching out her legs. The thought of her overflowing inbox, the emails she hadn't answered, the projects she had yet to complete, no longer filled her with dread. They seemed insignificant. They could wait.

The metallic smell of the elevator, the stagnant air, were not bothersome. She closed her eyes. It was quiet. It was peaceful. It was what she needed.