My friend Katie and I were flying to New York. In the middle of the flight, the plane lowered way down and seemed to be landing on mountains. I noticed there was a sort of roller coaster ramp that we were landing on. I assured Katie that I'd been on flights that have done this before. The plane landed for a little and then was gearing to take off again, but it wasn't gaining enough momentum to make it up the ramp. I kept repeating that it was going to be fine.
(side note: I've had this dream before, but not in years, and with different traveling companions)
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