Gemotions

He stared at the blank screen, the cursor blinking like a mocking eye. The project deadline loomed, a suffocating presence. Every keystroke felt heavy, each sentence a struggle. He just felt…empty.

The conversation with HR had been a blur. He’d requested a raise, citing his experience, his dedication, the countless late nights. He'd been met with polite platitudes, the familiar corporate jargon about budgets and market rates. Then, during a casual chat with a peer, he learned of the new hire, Jessica, a recent graduate, whose salary was significantly north of his own.

A dull ache throbbed behind his temples. He rubbed his eyes, the pressure adding to the mounting pressure. He leaned back in his chair, staring at the ceiling tiles, contemplating a long, hot shower and a very early night. Maybe tomorrow he'd feel less…burdened.