Gemotions

He tapped his fingers on the table, a grin stretching across his face. “Golden Sunrise Smoothie,” the viral sensation, was actually his concoction, the recipe he shared with a friend who had a food truck. A recipe with a secret blend of fruits and spices that were his own. The friend had become famous.

He grabbed his laptop, pulled up his bank account, and clicked the 'Invest' tab. This felt like a gift from the culinary gods. He felt a surge of energy, a need to run and share the good news.

He bounced on his toes as he envisioned his own food truck, a neon sign lighting up the night. He would make his own smoothie brand, and it would be perfect.