Gunfighter Dreams: Rocket (Wo)man?

 So there I was,having a great Sunday morning sleep... dreaming.  Dreaming about Space.  Not closet space or how to use space in designing a room.  I'm talking about Space:  The Final Frontier.

It shouldn't surprise you to know that I think about space a lot.  I have spent (misspent) my youth reading about space travel, talking about space travel, and watching anything space-related on television (which probably explains my Star Trek fixation).  I have even dreamed about space travel before... but nothing, thankfully, like this.

In this dream, I had a sort of God's-eye-view of a space shuttle launch.  It wasn't just any space shuttle launch, though.  In my dream, I knew that the crew of this particular mission was made up of women.  The commander, pilot, and mission specialists were all women.

The launch happened as launches usually do, with lots of noise, flame, and smoke, and progressed to the point where the launch vehicle lifted smoothly from the pad and began to gain speed and altitude rapidly.  Here is where it gets weird.

As the shuttle gained altitude, my view remained the same, as if I was above the shuttle at the distance of perhaps half a mile.  From my vantage point, the shuttle was getting into the upper atmosphere, and the dawn light (or perhaps early twilight) made for a beautiful scene as the Florida peninsula fully resolved itself.  As all of thiswas happening, the shuttle pitched over backwards, and executed a perfect inside loop!  Pulling out of the loop and climbing once again, I thought: "wow, I've never seen THAT before!"  No sooner than that thought had formed, the shuttle did another loop.  When this happened I thought:  "This is bad"  The shuttle did a third and final loop, but was unable to exit the loop and regain altitude, and was headed, with the main engines still at full throttle, for the earth's surface.

This time, as it was for the lunch, I had a look-down view of the shuttle, and I was following it at the same distance as I had watched the launch from.  The shuttle was hurtling down, gaining speed with every second (it takes a long time to fall from the edge of space, you know).  As the shuttle got closer to the ground, I watched seven figures exit the spacecraft and begin to fall until parachutes emerged from several of the figures. 

When the shuttle it the ground, it exploded, as you can imagine, in a huge ball of fire. I watched two of the crew members fall to the ground at full-speed, and the other five float to the ground with their parachutes.  For some reason, I knew that there were a total of crew members, which meant that three members, probably the Commander, Pilot, and Flight Engineer (do shuttle crews have flight engineers?), perished in the crash.

I woke up to a dreary Sunday morning, without fires, explosions, rockets, or parachuting astronauts.

I have no idea what that was supposed to mean.

Anyone have any ideas?