Gemotions

"Condos," Mark announced to the barista, his voice a touch louder than necessary. The coffee shop, just downstairs, had always been part of his vision. Now, the new owners would likely upgrade the entire building.

He felt a buoyancy, a spring in his step as he watched the barista froth the milk. He casually mentioned the news to the man in the next booth, who was sporting a particularly expensive watch. A slight head nod and a quiet "congrats" was all he needed to keep that sensation alive.

Back in his apartment, he surveyed the space with fresh eyes. This had been a wise investment, years ago, and he was being proven correct. He picked up his phone, dialing his financial advisor. A grin stretched across his face as he waited for the call to connect.