Story.....

Thank God that was a DREAM! Steve whispered in a sigh of relief. It had been the craziest week, with all the deadlines and personal problems. Steve looked at the time on his office desk, "Holy Crap!" Only one hour till the brainstorming meeting! What am I going to do? Frantically rummaging through his post-it note covered office, Steve picked his best ideas to bring to the meeting. These ideas were just little ones, he had been working on all month, but none of them seemed to cry out at him and say "I'm amazing! Pick me!" As he ran across town hoping to get home and out of he same clothes from yesterday, a powerful frigid gust of wind swirled about his tall frame, sending an icy chill up his spine and his numerous post-its fluttering about Michigan Ave. like resilient light yellow butterflies. After collecting as many as possible, Steve finally made it back to his apartment, entering the door with a sigh of relief. After making what seemed like a superman of a change, Steve was back out the door and into the Arctic gusts.
When Steve arrived at the meeting, the lack of confidence that was moving about the air was unnerving.