{"id":167,"date":"2007-03-07T19:19:34","date_gmt":"2007-03-07T17:19:34","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/incident.net\/users\/julie\/wordpress\/archives\/generateur-blanc-2"},"modified":"2012-05-11T22:08:10","modified_gmt":"2012-05-11T21:08:10","slug":"generateur-blanc-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/incident.net\/users\/julie\/wordpress\/?p=167","title":{"rendered":"G\u00c3\u00a9n\u00c3\u00a9rateur blanc"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Je me r\u00c3\u00a9veille. La lumi\u00c3\u00a8re est d\u00c3\u00a9j\u00c3\u00a0 franche : six fen\u00c3\u00aatres. Deux au sud, quatre \u00c3\u00a0 l&rsquo;est. Malgr\u00c3\u00a9 les murs jaunes et orang\u00c3\u00a9s, la pi\u00c3\u00a8ce est blanche. Par les persiennes, le ciel bleu. J&rsquo;ai encore dormi en travers du lit, sa grandeur le permet. Un peu perplexe, je souris. Ah oui, je suis ici. C&rsquo;est ma semaine d&rsquo;adaptation : le froid et l&rsquo;espace, 2 \u00c3\u00a9l\u00c3\u00a9ments auxquels je ne suis plus habitu\u00c3\u00a9e. Le lit, le bureau, les deux lampes vertes, le canap\u00c3\u00a9 bleu, la table avec 4 chaises, l&rsquo;\u00c3\u00a9vier en plastique, l\u00e2\u20ac\u2122\u00c3\u00a9norme cuisini\u00c3\u00a8re, le meuble de cuisine en bois, le sol brun, une armoire, la table basse, le fauteuil, un ventilateur d\u00c3\u00a9branch\u00c3\u00a9. Un vieux r\u00c3\u00a9veil matin, General Electric, 07:04. Le bruit du frigidaire. Irr\u00c3\u00a9gulier, intermittent, discontinu.<\/p>\n<p>J\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ouvre une des persiennes. Tout est immobile. Quelle que soit l\u00e2\u20ac\u2122heure, tout est immobile. Les toits plats, les chemin\u00c3\u00a9es et le tuyau massif rouill\u00c3\u00a9. La neige. Laiteuse, transie, fig\u00c3\u00a9e. -32\u00c2\u00b0c.<\/p>\n<p>\u00c3\u2021a d\u00c3\u00a9bute, \u00c3\u00a7a commence, je reviens \u00c3\u00a0 moi, je redeviens consciente : je redeviens moi. Tr\u00c3\u00a8s rapidement, je suis r\u00c3\u00a9veill\u00c3\u00a9e.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Je me r\u00c3\u00a9veille. La lumi\u00c3\u00a8re est d\u00c3\u00a9j\u00c3\u00a0 franche : six fen\u00c3\u00aatres. Deux au sud, quatre \u00c3\u00a0 l&rsquo;est. Malgr\u00c3\u00a9 les murs jaunes et orang\u00c3\u00a9s, la pi\u00c3\u00a8ce est blanche. Par les persiennes, le ciel bleu. J&rsquo;ai encore dormi en travers du lit,&#8230; <a class=\"read-more-button\" href=\"https:\/\/incident.net\/users\/julie\/wordpress\/?p=167\">(SAVOIR PLUS)<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[9],"tags":[294],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/incident.net\/users\/julie\/wordpress\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/167"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/incident.net\/users\/julie\/wordpress\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/incident.net\/users\/julie\/wordpress\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/incident.net\/users\/julie\/wordpress\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/incident.net\/users\/julie\/wordpress\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=167"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"https:\/\/incident.net\/users\/julie\/wordpress\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/167\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":5001,"href":"https:\/\/incident.net\/users\/julie\/wordpress\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/167\/revisions\/5001"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/incident.net\/users\/julie\/wordpress\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=167"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/incident.net\/users\/julie\/wordpress\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=167"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/incident.net\/users\/julie\/wordpress\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=167"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}