Gemotions

The silence in the office was almost deafening. The air hung heavy, thick with unspoken anxieties. Maria chewed on her lip, a nervous habit she hadn’t indulged in for years. Her mind was racing, a whirlwind of thoughts and what-ifs.

Then the email. "Company Sale Approved." She felt a jolt, a physical shock. Her chest constricted. She needed to do *something*. Anything.

She walked to the water cooler, filled her cup, and then poured it down the drain. She repeated the process. She kept walking. She needed motion, movement. Her thoughts echoed in her mind.