Dream: Tuesday, September 27, 2011, around 5:40 am

A few others and myself were sealed in a floating room with one large viewing window in outer space. In order for us to be set free, I was tasked with moving an orb. It weighed hundreds of pounds and was a little larger than a dodgeball. Some man (a gnarled, bigger, menacing, non-animated Homer Simpson type) who held us captive taunted me. I figured out I had to imagine the orb was actually a thing filled with air. If I believed I could kick it and it would move, we’d be set free. The first kick landed the orb right upside dude’s head and knocked him out. He was about ten feet away from us. The second kick didn’t go as far. The next kick was to hit a red buzzer attached to the wall across the room. It would return us home.