Gemotions

He stared at the listing, the glowing screen illuminating his face in the dim room. The words "prime location" and "charming details" mocked him. He remembered the arguments, the shouting, the silence that permeated the house during his childhood.

He ran a hand through his hair, a gesture that was becoming more frequent. He felt a profound sense of isolation, a disconnection from everything around him. He'd lost his job, his savings were dwindling.

The listing had a virtual tour. He clicked, and the camera moved through the rooms. The sight of the perfectly decorated living room, where he and his father had watched baseball, caused a tightness in his chest. He felt like a failure, someone whose past was a burden rather than a foundation. He shut the laptop.