{"id":81,"date":"2000-11-08T00:25:58","date_gmt":"2000-11-07T22:25:58","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/incident.net\/users\/julie\/wordpress\/archives\/the-real-thing-22"},"modified":"2011-05-22T13:37:42","modified_gmt":"2011-05-22T12:37:42","slug":"the-real-thing-22","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/incident.net\/users\/julie\/wordpress\/?p=81","title":{"rendered":"The Real Thing 22"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>And then a few days ago I woke up sweating in the morning, remembering a dream I was sure I had many, many times. It was clear to me that I did have that dream periodically. Or it was more like I was dreaming something and then that piece of dream inserted itself in the main feature. The insertion was my cat. In the kitchen. Coming out of nowhere. Skinny, I mean not really skinny, but enough to make you think \u00ab\u00a0what&rsquo;s wrong with it?\u00ef\u00bf\u00bd? and in my dream, I just remember thinking, \u00ab\u00a0fuck! I forgot to feed the cat\u00a0\u00bb, and as fast as could, I would grab a box of dry cat food, or if there wasn&rsquo;t any left, I would open a can of tuna, or cut pieces of the fat around ham and spill it in a plate near the washing machine, and look at it throw itself on the food, eating greedily, and I would feel really relieved. Every time, it was as if it has been on the barge of getting bad, but hadn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t. I had that fucking dream over and over again, and every time I felt so relieved after it had eaten up. But the dream would eventually come back. Until a few days ago, I woke up sweating in the morning.<\/p>\n<p>I never dreamt of it again.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>And then a few days ago I woke up sweating in the morning, remembering a dream I was sure I had many, many times. It was clear to me that I did have that dream periodically. Or it was more&#8230; <a class=\"read-more-button\" href=\"https:\/\/incident.net\/users\/julie\/wordpress\/?p=81\">(SAVOIR PLUS)<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[9,15],"tags":[295],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/incident.net\/users\/julie\/wordpress\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/81"}],"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=81"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/incident.net\/users\/julie\/wordpress\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/81\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3003,"href":"https:\/\/incident.net\/users\/julie\/wordpress\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/81\/revisions\/3003"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/incident.net\/users\/julie\/wordpress\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=81"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/incident.net\/users\/julie\/wordpress\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=81"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/incident.net\/users\/julie\/wordpress\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=81"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}