Now, Let's Get To Work

"Good morning, beautiful." I greeted my McLaren Senna as I walked towards it. The sun hit it in such a way that it looked like it had a spotlight above it.

I entered the car, placing my bag on the passenger's seat. I started the car and it roared under me and I couldn't help but feel like a man riding a dragon into battle.

I took a moment to look out my window at the clear blue sky. It was a beautiful day.

Even if it was storming, I would've still called it a beautiful day but I was even happier that for once, it felt like the universe had aligned itself just for me.

I began humming to myself as I shifted gears and pulled out of my driveway. I glanced at the clock. It was almost noon.

I'd spent most of the morning making sure I wasn't dreaming and basking in my new billionaire status. Besides, I couldn't be seen giggling like a school girl in my office.