{"id":592,"date":"2006-10-20T18:38:26","date_gmt":"2006-10-21T01:38:26","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.dangermond.org\/?p=592"},"modified":"2006-10-21T09:19:02","modified_gmt":"2006-10-21T16:19:02","slug":"waiting-for-my-real-life-to-begin","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.dangermond.org\/?p=592","title":{"rendered":"Waiting for my slow life to begin"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I began reading Liar&#8217;s Poker this afternoon and am halfway through the book &#8211; it&#8217;s one I&#8217;ve been wanting to read for a while but was compelled to now that I picked up Lewis&#8217; latest book, The Blind Side. I think I read too fast. I think I experience life too fast. I told Gomez as we walked around the bayou this afternoon that G has this uncanny ability to linger in bed in the morning and I get up and scale the mountain before I realize I&#8217;m breathing. <\/p>\n<p>A moment ago I was almost panting as I went through stacks of bank statements I hadn&#8217;t reconciled and paid bills and made lists and got my calendar together for next week. It&#8217;s like without a topper I operate on adrenaline that fuels some frenzy &#8211; only I&#8217;m not quite sure I know what the hurry is anymore &#8211; I just get on the hamster wheel and pant away for no good reason. <\/p>\n<p>Literally &#8211; most people think I am having sex when they call me cause I answer the phone half out of breath &#8211; they don&#8217;t know that I&#8217;m whirling on some natural speed that coarses through my blood and every move, even answering the phone, is done in mid breath. <\/p>\n<p>There are three books that I&#8217;ve begun on my bedside table &#8211; and yet today I bought a new one and read half of it.<\/p>\n<p>Rushing to the grave, I imagine. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I began reading Liar&#8217;s Poker this afternoon and am halfway through the book &#8211; it&#8217;s one I&#8217;ve been wanting to read for a while but was compelled to now that I picked up Lewis&#8217; latest book, The Blind Side. I think I read too fast. I think I experience life too fast. I told Gomez as we walked around the bayou this afternoon that G has this uncanny ability to linger in bed in the&hellip; <\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"nf_dc_page":"","_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-592","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-main"],"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p1kHSD-9y","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.dangermond.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/592","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.dangermond.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.dangermond.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.dangermond.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/3"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.dangermond.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=592"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/www.dangermond.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/592\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.dangermond.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=592"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.dangermond.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=592"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.dangermond.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=592"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}