Gemotions

The afternoon sun cast long shadows across the office. John found himself staring at the calendar, the days stretching out before him, each one a reminder of the time he had invested in this company, and the lack of return.

He felt the prickle of tears behind his eyes. He quickly blinked them away. He had to be strong. He had to. He had kids to feed, a mortgage to pay.

His hands shook as he typed out a response to an email, his fingers stumbling over the keys. The words seemed to swim on the screen. He longed to be somewhere else.