Deposits felt great. Like water on the seed in the ground, Lisa could grow her money in acres. She tended the soil and made it possible for her to continue with her ability to produce more.
Something tugged at her, however. A pang of guilt came to her mind. It was like a ball-peen hammer tapping at her consciousness. She wanted to keep the money to herself and have a little left over for her 501 (c) (3) organizations.
When she looked at the nine figures in her account, she sensed ambivalence. Lisa felt torn between whether to clutch her earnings or give them away in large chunks.
Her nails struck the desk in a drummer-like fashion. The staccato beat traveled to her ear and she stopped.
As she rose from her seat, she grasped at ideas just out of reach. She walked around her luxurious apartment and mused. What if I can save the majority for myself? No one else made it for me, I earned it. It’s up to me if I want to spread the wealth around.
By working through the contradiction, she understood better her financial problem. Lisa looked at herself in the mirror and made sure she could continue with verve and energy that she had expended making her company.
A glass of water became her refuge and allowed her to clear her mind and think. Her swift movements in black and white blouse and red leather pants gave her a relaxation she yearned to experience.
To take in so much money over a relatively short amount of time propelled her to consider the idea that trading is selfish. And it was good. It was not because she was helping others that made her moral. It was the making of the money firstly. She rejoiced.
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Lisa's struggle with balancing personal gain and generosity is genuinely relatable—it shows how success can sometimes weigh heavily on the conscience. The way you described her internal conflict felt authentic and deeply human. It made me reflect on how we all navigate similar moral crossroads. Beautifully done!