As I walk through the hills of green I find myself with an unbelievable view. My fingers find their way to the grass beneath me, and I lie down, feeling the soft but yet spiky grass. I look up to the sky and take a deep breath. I stretch my arm out as high as I can, reaching for the white clouds. I set my heavy arm beside me and close my eyes. I listen closely to everything around me. I hear the wind whistling, and the leaves on the trees bristling. I sniff the air slowly and smell the scent of grass beneath me. I slowly start to stand up, and look how far the hills reach. I'll never know.
