I've lived today, January 11th, twice (because Tokyo is 17 hours ahead of San Francisco). The first this morning G and I went to the Imperial Palace gardens in Tokyo, ate lunch at an Italian-ish trattoria, and got on the plane to return to San Francisco. The second this morning, we arrived at the airport, G went to work, and I went home, but later went to work.
And now we are now both home and ready for the sleep that eluded us on our planes. We have, for the first time in our lives, lived a day twice.
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