{"id":621,"date":"2004-03-15T14:33:00","date_gmt":"2004-03-15T19:33:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.boldulysses.com\/?p=621"},"modified":"2004-03-15T14:33:00","modified_gmt":"2004-03-15T19:33:00","slug":"621","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.boldulysses.com\/?p=621","title":{"rendered":""},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Today is&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>A bit dreary.  Challenging.  Hectic.  At least I have money in my checking account again, so that point of stressitude is lessened.  The jobs here at work keep piling up, though&#8230;  To the point where I really should be working on them instead of updating this thing, but bah humbug to that.<\/p>\n<p>Was listening to the local jazz station over lunch today, and on my way to pay the electric bill, a low-tempo, breathy version of an old jazz standard came on (the name escapes me now).  It evoked images and visions of a cosmopolitan romance&#8230;Nights out, streetlights substituting for the stars, the old-world tone of the surroundings giving the romance a note as singleminded as any foray into an open field, and yet casual at the same time, easy, light, and unpretentious.  A decided attraction sprung as much from a meeting of minds and a convergence of manners as any physical chemistry that might be present.  Amazing how much emotion can sweep over you when you&#8217;re stopped a red light, hands on the steering wheel, eyes focused just enough to perform their task, lost in the music for 30 seconds or so&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>I want to&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>Be somewhere.  There.  Among enclaves, outcroppings, remnants of a world foreign but at the same tangent to my life at more points than I know, enough that I&#8217;m surprised by my responses to moments sometimes.  It always reawakens the knowledge that there&#8217;s more, much more, and not in this world either&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Today is&#8230; A bit dreary. Challenging. Hectic. At least I have money in my checking account again, so that point of stressitude is lessened. The jobs here at work keep piling up, though&#8230; To the point where I really should be working on them instead of updating this thing, but bah humbug to that. Was [&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\/621"}],"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=621"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.boldulysses.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/621\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.boldulysses.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=621"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.boldulysses.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=621"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.boldulysses.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=621"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}