Gemotions

He’d always felt like a transient, bouncing from apartment to apartment. Now, with the condo conversion, David saw a chance to create a home, not just a place to live.

He spent the weekend cleaning his apartment, as if preparing for a grand unveiling. The dust motes dancing in the sunlight seemed to shimmer. He even bought a new plant, a vibrant fern, determined to make the place his own.

He walked over to the local coffee shop, a skip in his step. The barista, noticing his excited state, gave him a knowing smile.