Gemotions

He stared at the blank screen, the cursor blinking like a taunt. The new employee, a young man named Sam, was sitting across from him, asking questions. Each question felt like a needle prick. The tasks that once seemed manageable now felt monumentally difficult.

David kept giving clear and accurate answers, but he watched his hands tremble as he typed. He felt a deep, pervasive sense of weariness, a bone-deep fatigue that seeped into every cell. He looked up at Sam, and saw a blank page, ready to be filled. His page, soon to be someone else's.