Gemotions

The train ride felt endless. Ava stared out the window at the blurred landscape, the rhythmic clatter a dull, soporific lullaby. The job application, the emails, the endless revisions – it all felt like a marathon she’d already run. Her friend, Chloe, was going for the same position, and Ava knew Chloe’s relentless energy was going to give her a run for her money.

She felt a strange ache in her bones as she finally disembarked, the sudden movement causing her head to swim. The city bustle felt overwhelming; the thought of engaging in a conversation felt impossible. She checked her phone and saw a text from Chloe. "Good luck!" it read. Ava swallowed hard, and started the long walk to the interview.