Gemotions

The news hit him like a physical blow. The email, so innocuous in its subject line, had contained the sentence: "Your transition to the Human Resources department is scheduled for next week." He felt a sudden, inexplicable tightening in his chest, a feeling of being suffocated. He’d spent years perfecting his sales pitch, building relationships. HR felt... sterile.

He found himself staring out the window, at the bustling street below. The vibrant colors of the city, normally a source of energy, now seemed muted, dull. He wanted to scream. He wanted to run. He felt a deep, profound sense of… displacement.