Treadmill in the Forest

     I see a young woman on a treadmill. All around her is a forest. The scenery begins to move past her as she runs on the treadmill--although she is technically not moving, it appears as though she is. She is sprinting now, breathing hard and growing tired. The landscape changes to an open field as she slows her pace. She allows the treadmill to come to a stop. She steps off and begins to walk, leaving the machine behind her. She runs through the tall grass, feeling free and lighthearted. She soaks in everything through her senses--feeling, seeing, hearing, smelling... She lays down in the meadow, staring up at the cloudless blue sky and squinting at the sun. She feels as if she can feel the earth's motion. All she can feel is peace. After resting she feels rejuvenated and refreshed, ready to move about. She walks purposefully towards the horizon, ready to see and experience what is beyond her sight.