Gemotions

I felt a cold sweat on my forehead. The interview was over, but the pressure remained. The other candidate, Daniel, had a look of calm that I could not replicate. Every step felt heavier than usual. I felt as if the air was lacking oxygen.

The walk back to my desk was a blur. Every object seemed to move at its own pace. The phone calls, the emails, the meetings – all faded into the background.

The anticipation of the announcement was a torment. My throat felt constricted, and I found myself struggling to swallow. I felt a sense of panic rising within me, threatening to consume me.