Gemotions

“Morning, everyone!” David called out, a cheerful greeting that he always offered. The responses were a chorus of routine hellos. He felt a surge of energy, a sense of belonging among his co-workers. He had worked hard to build a place for himself here.

He was on track to receive an employee of the month award for his exceptional performance. The company picnic was around the corner, which meant a day of fun and camaraderie with his friends. He’d already started planning to make a killer barbecue dish. He smiled, ready to start the day.

The words in the meeting were like a foreign language, devoid of any comforting meaning. He felt a sudden chill, a sense of being exposed. He instinctively crossed his arms across his chest. His usual upbeat persona dissolved, replaced by a quiet apprehension.