Gemotions

He’d always enjoyed the view from his office window, the cityscape a constant source of inspiration. Now, staring out at the buildings, the world felt… distant. Mark was showing the new guy, Kevin, how to use the software, step by step. Kevin, already acting like he knew more than he did.

Every click of the mouse, every command, felt like a betrayal. His fingers felt clumsy as he demonstrated the techniques he had perfected. The process seemed like an eternity.

Mark ran a hand through his hair, the gesture more a sign of restlessness than thought. He closed his eyes for a moment, the image of his desk, soon to be empty, flashing behind his eyelids.