{"id":3063,"date":"2025-08-31T23:11:53","date_gmt":"2025-09-01T04:11:53","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.boldulysses.com\/?p=3063"},"modified":"2025-09-01T18:25:35","modified_gmt":"2025-09-01T23:25:35","slug":"the-future-of-the-future-will-still-contain-the-past","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.boldulysses.com\/?p=3063","title":{"rendered":"the future of the future will still contain the past"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

time goes slow and time goes fast<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

P’s 18th birthday was yesterday. Hard to believe it’s been 18 years since that day, when at 1:25 in the afternoon, all of a sudden there was one more person in the hospital room. I remember trying to sleep that first night in the hospital in that awful square-armed torture device they call a recliner, but my discomfort was nothing compared to what D went through, both before and after. It was a hard time, with lots of overwhelm. But P has turned out exactly as I would have wished her to be: Brilliant, artistic, lovely, thoughtful, a complete nerd with fantastic musical taste. I couldn’t be more pleased with her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Only two of her girlfriends showed up for the party, held at Whitebird restaurant in downtown Chattanooga, but P had a great time nonetheless. We adjourned to the Twilight Market at the Choo Choo afterward, and they plied the stalls and took photos together in the photobooth. At bumpy as her high school years were at times, she really did emerge from them with a spectacular group of friends, who would move heaven and earth for her if she needed them to. I really, really hope she maintains those friendships.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

It was a warm evening in the city, all the co-mingling smells twisting around each other as our shoes gently rocked the loose bricks of the sidewalk. My only consistent experience with cities has been in Europe, and snatches of indistinct scent memories dappled my mind like diffuse droplets on a car windshield. It reminded me of how city walks allow you, just for a while, to sidestep your naivete and feel like an old soul, purposeful, with just a healthy touch of cynicism. There’s something energizing, empowering about it that I hadn’t felt in a while.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

time goes slow and time goes fast P’s 18th birthday was yesterday. Hard to believe it’s been 18 years since that day, when at 1:25 in the afternoon, all of a sudden there was one more person in the hospital room. I remember trying to sleep that first night in the hospital in that awful […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[1],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.boldulysses.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3063"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.boldulysses.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.boldulysses.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.boldulysses.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.boldulysses.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=3063"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/www.boldulysses.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3063\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3067,"href":"https:\/\/www.boldulysses.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3063\/revisions\/3067"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.boldulysses.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=3063"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.boldulysses.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=3063"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.boldulysses.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=3063"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}