Helplessly

I was in an office, one completely unfamiliar to me. The bland, eggshell colored walls stretched out of sight in every direction. The contour of my desk was defined by paper that was formed into skyscrapers, towering far above my sight. Two stacks of paper were separated far enough for me to see a single window. I was now aware of pelting rain and dark skies that loomed just outside of the walls. As I sat at the desk, my hands helplessly began sorting through each paper, all of which were completely blank. The silence was exploding in my ears and the boredom was eating at my thoughts. My mind was ticking like a clock, and the seconds went by ever so slowly. Suddenly and helplessly, I put the papers down. I climbed over my desk and through the skyscrapers of paper. I managed to open the window and slide outside. The rain greeted every inch of me, and I welcomed the sound of it beating on the ground. Dripping wet, I pulled a cigarette out of my pocket. I lit it up, and it went untouched by the rain. Inhale. Exhale. Perfection. Relief. Emotionless. Free. I cherished the last drag and tossed it on the ground. Just as the streams of water swept it away, the sun made its way through the thick blanket of clouds while the rain still bullied the ground. Helplessly, my feet began to move, picking up pace heading away from the building. Each step formed a silent goodbye to the dreary building and thankful greeting to the temperamental weather.
Then I woke up.