He sees a meadow, a clear sunny sky, soft but vivid green grass with bright and dainty dandelions and daisies scattered in the sea of grass blades underfoot, and there she stands, barefoot as she plucks flowers and places them in a woven basket she slung on their arm and her cheerful laughter that rings like tiny bells floating through the air as her lover sits on a red and white plaided picnic blanket in the shade of a large oak tree and gazes lovingly from their spot on top of a hill overlooking the peaceful meadow. Slowly the lover blinks and when they open his eyes that feeling of the cool summer breeze changes to the frigid air of the hospital's AC.