Gentle Breeze

The aroma was delicate with every gentle breeze my body tingled. Walking across the hoard of passing people I could not find where this acute aroma was coming from.
My mind broke down when lectures during economics started, I drifted away into a fantasy. Everything felt so real, seemed as if every second spent in reality were hours. The grassy hill, the bright orange reflection that came from the sunset and those yellow clouds that seemed close enough to grab made me feel as if I were in heaven.
I woke myself up, my heart quivered with a new fright. Did I die and come back? I inhaled. Stop! the sweet , acute aroma seemed so close I turn and there that person is smiling.