Gemotions

The world felt muted. The vibrant colors of the office, the chattering of colleagues, all seemed distant and muffled, like observing everything through thick glass. Robert poured himself another cup of lukewarm coffee, the only thing he had the energy to do.

He forced himself to look over the proposal he’d spent weeks on. The words blurred, the arguments lost their impact. He felt a profound sense of detachment, as if his mind and body were separate entities.

He glanced towards the conference room. He imagined his rival, Jessica, already inside, polishing her presentation, brimming with her typical enthusiasm. He felt the familiar weight of defeat settle on him.