When the plane took off, it was 6pm, and it felt like 6pm. I took a nap. Now we're in Phoenix, it's 6pm, and it feels like....6pm. I guess I'm grateful for the utter lack of jetlag, but dang, that's eerie.
When the plane took off, it was 6pm, and it felt like 6pm. I took a nap. Now we're in Phoenix, it's 6pm, and it feels like....6pm. I guess I'm grateful for the utter lack of jetlag, but dang, that's eerie.
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