Gemotions

The aroma of freshly brewed coffee, usually a comfort, now felt cloying and intrusive. The new guy, Ben, was eager, perhaps *too* eager. I struggled to keep my voice even as I explained the intricate process of client onboarding. It had taken me years to perfect.

I felt a tremor in my hand as I pointed to the various fields on the screen. He kept smiling. Each smile was a small stab. I felt a growing tightness in my chest, a feeling that made me want to get away. I felt that if I stayed any longer, I would explode.