Gemotions

He stared at the bookstore window, his reflection superimposed over the image of himself staring back. The biography, “The Accidental Architect,” detailed his rise from a humble beginning. He knew those beginnings. He’d lived them. But the story… the way it was phrased, the emotions attributed to him, the narrative arc… it felt like someone else’s life. He felt a sharp jab in his side, a feeling of imbalance. His head tilted slightly as he examined the storefront. A stranger in a familiar landscape. He reached out to touch the glass, but flinched, as if the person in the window was a ghost.