Gemotions

The aroma of freshly brewed coffee, usually a source of comfort, was lost on him. The move to the new design team was meant to be a positive thing, but it seemed to weigh heavily on him. He felt trapped. He'd gone from a solitary role, working with coding, to this… collaborative, creative chaos.

He sat at his sleek new desk, the white walls reflecting the bright sunlight. He found the constant chatter and the demands for 'brainstorming' meetings utterly draining. He was asked to give ideas. He could not think of any.

His new team members seemed to thrive on the energy, their ideas flowing like water. He felt like he was drowning. He found himself staring at the screen for hours, unable to write even a single line of code.