I used to fly about every 3 months and since we moved across the country from our family, most of those have been cross country flights. In fact, after living in Seattle for a year, I no longer classified a 6 hour plane ride as a “long” flight – it started to seem normal and closer flights were “short” and only international flights were “long.” Brains are weird and fascinating.
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