Today I’m thankful that I understand how modern aircraft fly.
I do not enjoy flying. I did all right until stuck with my sister on a interminable, turbulent transoceanic flight. She exclaimed “Weeeee!” more than once. I was already unhappy about being crammed in a giant metal cylinder so high in the air that humans would suffocate outside the cabin. She was the final tiny nudge.
I have to fly soon. It’s a personal trip that I didn’t receive much advance notice about. There are no direct flights between the nearest airport and my destination so I’ve got layovers both there and back. I’m not particularly happy to be making the trip. I’ll keep telling myself it’s all about lift.
I love my sister but I don’t travel with her any more than strictly necessary.
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