The next morning, Luna got up from bed looking stressed, her sleepless night evident on her face. She brushed her teeth, made some toast for breakfast, and ate quickly before grabbing her bag and heading out the door.
As she walked to the office, the morning sun cast a warm glow over the city, but her thoughts were consumed by the argument with her family the night before.
She arrived at the office, stepped into the elevator, and pressed the button for her floor, the familiar routine offering little comfort. The doors slid open, and she stepped out into the bustling office, her coworkers' chatter and the hum of computers greeting her.
As she made her way to her desk, Luna's eyes scanned the office, taking in the familiar sights and sounds. She exchanged quiet hellos with her coworkers, trying to shake off the lingering tension from the night before. She hung her bag on the back of her chair and settled into her seat, beginning to boot up her computer, the screen flickering to life as she waited for her emails to load.
As the computer warmed up, Luna took a moment to organize her thoughts, prioritizing the tasks she needed to tackle that day. She glanced over her to-do list, her mind slowly shifting into work mode. The hum of the office and the gentle clatter of keyboards created a soothing background noise, helping her to focus.
Luna's eyes scanned the list of emails, her mind categorizing them into urgent and non-urgent. She started responding to the most pressing messages, her fingers flying across the keyboard as she worked through the list. The rhythm of typing and the soft beep of the computer provided a sense of normalcy, temporarily pushing aside the worries that plagued her.