{"id":508,"date":"2003-02-02T01:10:00","date_gmt":"2003-02-02T06:10:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.boldulysses.com\/?p=508"},"modified":"2003-02-02T01:10:00","modified_gmt":"2003-02-02T06:10:00","slug":"508","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.boldulysses.com\/?p=508","title":{"rendered":""},"content":{"rendered":"<p><i>you left my heart \/ empty as a vacant lot \/ for any spirit to haunt<\/i><\/p>\n<p>Why am I here on a forlorn Saturday night?  Heaven only knows.  I could be out who knows where.  But I&#8217;m here, piecing together the first fragments of our website.  I should have spent more time on it during the week, but life intervened.<\/p>\n<p>I am me.  I am myself.  Do you ever look yourself straight in the mirror and repeat those phrases over and again, trying to grasp the reality of your existence?  So much of our lives exists in such a narrow strata of the fathomless depth of who we really are, and we&#8217;ve populated that thin sliver of our outlook with worlds and worlds of tissue-paper reality, sand castles of habits, patterns, little mannerisms, and subtleties, all swept away with the inevitable tidal forces of openness and vulnerability, revealing the latticework underneath.<\/p>\n<p>Where are you?  Why aren&#8217;t you here?<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>you left my heart \/ empty as a vacant lot \/ for any spirit to haunt Why am I here on a forlorn Saturday night? Heaven only knows. I could be out who knows where. But I&#8217;m here, piecing together the first fragments of our website. I should have spent more time on it during [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","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\/508"}],"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=508"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.boldulysses.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/508\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.boldulysses.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=508"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.boldulysses.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=508"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.boldulysses.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=508"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}