{"id":298,"date":"2011-02-07T13:59:22","date_gmt":"2011-02-07T18:59:22","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/peacefulhippo.wordpress.com\/2011\/02\/07\/dream-time\/"},"modified":"2011-02-07T13:59:22","modified_gmt":"2011-02-07T18:59:22","slug":"dream-time","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/peacefulhippo.us\/blog\/2011\/02\/07\/dream-time\/","title":{"rendered":"Dream Time"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I haven&#8217;t posted a dream for a long time, and this was a good one.<\/p>\n<p>I apparently set my wife up in a cheap apartment and then went travelling. Some number of months later, I remembered (OOPS) and made my way back to the town. My key still worked in the lock, and SURPRISE, no sign of my wife. I assumed she had paid ahead and left me (more than I deserved, leaving her there as long as I had, however long that was).&nbsp; I had some interesting interactions with locals (also travelers).&nbsp; I went to the office to see what I owed.&nbsp; Turned out she had left 3 months ago, and I owed for that. Did I say it&#8217;s a cheap apartment? The lady said $300 a month, and then did some math and told me I owed her $780.&nbsp; Could have been lots worse.&nbsp; I started looking for the calling card my parents gave me, to call and ask for money.&nbsp; Couldn&#8217;t find it.&nbsp; Rummaged through the stuff that was left, hoping she left some money (hoping, not expecting). Don&#8217;t know why, but I got on a local bus to go somewhere, maybe find a payphone because the phone in the apartment was hooked in through the hotel lines and I couldn&#8217;t get an outside line without paying.<\/p>\n<p>Lots of little nuances.&nbsp; I was awakened by the telephone.&nbsp; The &#8220;wife&#8221; in question, at least according to my memory of the dream, was Melody, who has disappeared out of lots of lives.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I haven&#8217;t posted a dream for a long time, and this was a good one. I apparently set my wife up in a cheap apartment and then went travelling. Some number of months later, I remembered (OOPS) and made my way back to the town. My key still worked in the lock, and SURPRISE, no [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-298","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/peacefulhippo.us\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/298","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/peacefulhippo.us\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/peacefulhippo.us\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/peacefulhippo.us\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/peacefulhippo.us\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=298"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/peacefulhippo.us\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/298\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/peacefulhippo.us\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=298"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/peacefulhippo.us\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=298"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/peacefulhippo.us\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=298"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}