Gemotions

The weight of the lab coat was always a comforting thing to put on. The clean, sterile environment, the precise measurements, and the predictable reactions were a balm to his mind. His advisor, Dr. Rodriguez, made him feel as if he could achieve anything. He was almost there; the finish line was within reach.

A hurried phone call from a colleague, delivered in a hushed tone. Dr. Rodriguez had received a coveted offer. He sat very still, the lab coat suddenly feeling much heavier, almost constricting.