Gemotions

From her vantage point on the mountaintop, Fiona felt the world stretch out before her, a panorama of rolling hills and distant villages. The crisp air filled her lungs, a welcome contrast to the city smog. She had come to commune with nature, away from the digital world, and to text her husband a simple "Thinking of you."

She pressed send. A moment later, a notification popped up. “The final draft of the marketing campaign has not been received. When can I expect it?” The message was from someone named "Head of Marketing" and the sender was unknown. Fiona frowned, then laughed. She was miles away, and her phone was simply a connection to the world she had purposely left. She typed back, “Probably never,” then turned back to the mountains.