Gemotions

The office bulletin board, usually a vibrant collage of team photos and announcements, appeared bleak to David. He pointed out the location of the emergency exits to the new hire, Emily. His usual jovial tone was absent, replaced by a monotone. He felt detached, as if watching a play of which he was no longer a part.

He hadn’t realized how much he’d defined himself by this job. He’d always felt a sense of belonging here, a feeling of being needed. Now, the weight of the change pressed down on him with each syllable.

He rubbed his temples, a dull ache throbbing behind his eyes. He wished he had a good story to tell, something exciting to share, but all that came out was a monotonous recitation of rules.