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Dream journal
There was some kind of space mission going on. It carried the emotional impact of a new, non-routine thing, like setting up a lunar base or putting humans on Mars, although all the details I can remember simply involve docking and undocking with a satellite. Anyway, on the return trip, the ship started tumbling uncontrollably, and there was magnetic pulse that broke the communication link, and things were Looking Very Bad... until communication was restored, it showed the ship whooshing down a residential street at tree height, and then it landed in Manhattan without, apparently, causing any substantial damage. I was following this on my phone and reported to my friends "The eagle has landed... at 26th and C." [An intersection which apparently doesn't actually exist in Manhattan, although it exists in Bayonne....]
