Gemotions

The pristine condition of David’s neighbor's house had always irritated him. It was a beacon of unobtainable wealth, a constant reminder of the things he lacked. Then came the whispers, the talk of offshore accounts, the subtle signs that the man was far richer than he seemed. David felt a pressure inside, a need to dismantle the facade.

He began by intentionally misplacing his recycling bins, obstructing the sidewalk. He found pleasure in creating small, insignificant obstacles.

One afternoon, he discovered that he could access his neighbor’s Wi-Fi. He changed the network name to something insulting and watched the man’s face redden with confusion.

The thought of more substantial actions began to dance in his mind. He was meticulous in his planning, the details of each action crafted with careful precision.