Gemotions

The office was a hive of hushed conversations and nervous glances. The news had broken, and now everyone was trying to appear busy, to look like they were still contributing. I felt a knot in my stomach. Years of hard work, of dedication, all for this.

I found myself staring out the window, watching the city below. The cars seemed to be moving at an unnatural speed, the people walking on the street looked like ants. Each person carried on with their mundane routines, oblivious to the momentous change that had just occurred. A wave of helplessness washed over me.

I sighed and decided to make some tea. I wasn't hungry, but it would give me something to do. The kettle took an eternity to boil.