Whenever we flew a plane, or flew in a plane, we would feel really fucking weird when we landed. It took a few minutes to shake off this really odd feeling. We never thought we would be able to figure it out. We just did.

Our eyes were telling us we were thousands of feet in the sky, our MINDS (Especially Kayleigh’s) KNEW that what we were seeing, wasn’t possible at the distances described. We knew better, deep down. Our eyes and our minds were conflicting with each other with the information we were receiving and processing. This explains the dissociated feeling upon landing.

FINALLY. We can finally put that mystery to rest.