Okay, so I was chilling on the couch today, trying to conquer the New York Times crossword, as one does. I’m not gonna lie, some days it feels like they’re written in another language. But today, there was this clue: “International Date Line.” Seven letters. My brain was all over the place. Time zones? Countries? Jet lag?
I stared at the blank squares for a good five minutes, feeling totally defeated. Then, I tried a different approach. I started thinking about what the International Date Line does. You know, how it separates one day from the next.
And there it came like a sudden flash!
I typed in “MONDAY”.
It’s fits!
