It took me the best part of a decade to get a job close to home. I flew turboprops and jets in all corners of the globe. It was fantastic for a year or two, but nothing beats a home life. I lived and breathed aviation. Now, 12 years in and flying an A320 for a big airline all that matters to me is my time off. It’s a job. A great job, but at the end of the day just a job. Spend time with those you care about and prioritise them. A flight deck is just a flight deck, and the shiny jet feeling wears off after a month or so.