Future me

The click of her heels against the street pavement, the honking taxi's, and the drills of near by construction all set they mood as Sara Nelson makes her way to work. The smell of productivity is in the air, with a brown crocodile skin birkin bag on her arm and a magazine clutched to her side she approached the glass building and entered through the swiveling doors. Today was a special day unlike other days. Today was the day that october issue would debut. Why is this so special? Well it just so happens that Sara had written a story for that issue. It was her first published piece and as she got in the elevator she stared at the numbers with jittery anticipation as it got closer and closer to the 11th floor. As the doors opened, she confidently strutted into the spacious office i walk right up to Beths office and plop the magizine on her desk. Beth is my boss basicly,thankfuly we get along very well. She swivels around in her chair with the magizine already in her hand with an apporving smirk on her face.