We were hot air balloons
I dreamt this morning that we were training to fly with balloons. There were maybe eight or twelve of us in a seminar room, and we held our arms above our heads like an "O". The instructors put something under our clasped hands that gave us lift, so that we floated off the ground just a couple of feet. And then we had to try and steer, working out how to turn ourselves, move forward and back, all at only a slow bouncing speed. If you unclasped your hands or tilted them too much you'd lose the invisible thing that was giving you lift. It was kind of warm, so you could feel it, but you couldn't see it. I managed to drop mine, and dropped to the ground, but managed to work out how to regenerate the warm-lift-thing and got going again. It was quite funny, watching all of us bouncing around and giggling. And this was about being a hot air balloon, so that we knew how to do it. The main part of the class was actually outside - once we'd got the hang of the hot air ballooning, we went out into the daylight and were given canopies of balloons to fly with, the same shape as those long sideways rectangular kites that you see people parasailing under. We took those, and with the same body motions we'd just been learning, kept ourselves under the canopies and took off over the ocean.

I wrote this dream up in one sentence, and put it at dailydream. It's a fun community to watch.