At the end of every almost every business trip I take (mostly to the east coast), I have this weird existential thought about the fact that, just a half a day prior, I was 2,000+ miles away from my front door.
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At the end of every almost every business trip I take (mostly to the east coast), I have this weird existential thought about the fact that, just a half a day prior, I was 2,000+ miles away from my front door.