Gemotions

The elevator doors opened, and David stepped out, his legs wobbly. He had just finished the interview. The relief was immediate, but quickly followed by a profound hollowness.

He slumped against the wall, the cool metal offering a momentary respite. The energy drain had been complete. He felt as if he had run a marathon.

He had tried to sound enthusiastic, he had tried to project confidence. But the effort had been immense, and now all that remained was a profound, lingering emptiness. The sunlight felt harsh on his face as he walked out of the building.