Stone

       I woke up in a prairie (still asleep, dreamt that I woke up in the field). The grass were rich green; there was a gentile swaying breeze. The sun, high above the sky blinds me until a puffy white cloud blocks the sun. I jumped up and started running. Running running running with no signs of tired-ness or short of breath. I stopped in front of a round stone about the size of a basketball. The world around me starts spinning except the stone, it stood in it's place in front of me. I went to touch it. Then I wake up.