[This is directly transcribed, without changes or edits, from a journal entry dated June 16th, 1998]<\/p>\n
...and, somehow, in my dreams I hear a huge crash \u2014 metal and glass \u2014 ignoring it, I dream on...<\/em><\/p>\n ...a flickering light from outside \u2014 flash of orange through the blinds \u2014 send me up to the window, women\u2019s voices, laughing and talking . . . and I see them gathered around a fire, a smashed and twisted wreckage to one side, smoke from the fire rising through the branches above . . . I run out to comfort them but...<\/p>\n ..I\u2019m awake, my son crying in the next room...<\/p>\n ...dreaming again, this time the Queen of Middle Night puts in an appearance of an old girlfriend from years past \u2014 the red haired dancer. Old flame, slowly kindled, surprisingly warm. Her family home, my son and I just passing through . . . she embraces me, a big sister, a past lover \u2014 though she was, in reality, neither. Passing through the rooms, everyone sleeping quietly, I see a black puma chained in a dark corner. It blinks once, green eyes blazing, hungry. I walk away. Slowly.<\/em><\/p>\n We move on and, when it is time, I go. Her farewell kiss is surprisingly sweet...<\/p>\n ..and, in darkness, I am awake once again.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" [This is directly transcribed, without changes or edits, from a journal entry dated June 16th, 1998] ...and, somehow, in my dreams I hear a huge crash \u2014 metal and glass \u2014 ignoring it, I dream on... ...a flickering light from outside \u2014 flash of orange through the blinds \u2014 send me up to the window, women\u2019s voices, [\u2026]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"wp_typography_post_enhancements_disabled":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[242,246,234,239,238,235,228,241,236,233,243,229,240,232,237,244,231,247,245,230],"class_list":["post-172","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-dreams","tag-boise","tag-branches","tag-chain","tag-crash","tag-dancer","tag-darkness","tag-flames","tag-glass","tag-green-eyes","tag-large-cats","tag-laughter","tag-light","tag-metal","tag-puma","tag-redhead","tag-smoke","tag-son","tag-the-queen-of-middle-night","tag-trees","tag-women"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.tmcamp.com\/yesod\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/172","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.tmcamp.com\/yesod\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.tmcamp.com\/yesod\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.tmcamp.com\/yesod\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.tmcamp.com\/yesod\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=172"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/www.tmcamp.com\/yesod\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/172\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":184,"href":"https:\/\/www.tmcamp.com\/yesod\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/172\/revisions\/184"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.tmcamp.com\/yesod\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=172"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.tmcamp.com\/yesod\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=172"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.tmcamp.com\/yesod\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=172"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}