at the 180th meridian
the international date line,
an imaginary line
divides yesterday from tomorrow.
walking east,
i lean into the future,
heading west,
i recede into history.
only when
i straddle the line
am i grounded
in the imaginary present
btw
Fiji is the only place in the world
where one can walk
across the international date line
without snowshoes
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