I'm heading somewhere, and I'm in a hurry. I start running and end up in this huge room in a place that appeared to be some kind of warehouse, or somewhere as spacious as one. I keep on running, but the place is filled with large dining tables. They are really close to each other in all directions, so it'd be really hard for people to seat between them, as they'd barely be able to move. The lack of distance, on the other hand, is pretty useful to me - I leap and land on one of the tables and keep running. I don't look at the end of the room, but the tables keep on coming, and it seems pretty much endless. I run, run, run and the only thing that actually seems to change are the tables - they change color and style, but never shape - all are rectangular, the same size under my feet. Nearby them are always matching chairs and other similar tables.

As I'm running, I start to notice that I wasn't getting tired at all. It also felt awesome to be running and jumping like that. Suddenly, I think something along the lines of "IRL, I'd probably be tired by now!", finally realizing I was dreaming. The feeling of freedom was so intense I kept on going. I wondered if I should run more often IRL, too. I notice that when I jump, gravity isn't working quite right. I mean, it still works, but other than my increased agility and lack of fatigue, I seem to take a little less time to hit the next table than I should. It feels a little like a videogame. I wake up, feeling really good.