{"id":196,"date":"2004-04-15T04:25:00","date_gmt":"2004-04-15T04:25:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/olaviakite.com\/maianebula\/2004\/04\/15\/namida\/"},"modified":"2004-04-15T04:25:00","modified_gmt":"2004-04-15T04:25:00","slug":"namida","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/olaviakite.com\/maianebula\/2004\/04\/15\/namida\/","title":{"rendered":"Namida"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Last night I decided to sleep early; I was excessively tired. I had a dream about a campaign to save a baby who didn&#8217;t look like a baby at all, but rather like a finger with a smiley face. In the midst of it all I opened my eyes, and immediately afterwards I felt how they welled up in tears. I couldn&#8217;t believe it, but I was crying in the middle of the night for practically no reason. Well, supposedly there was a reason, but it was related to the dream (something like a last-second revelation that crashed into a sad piece of reality), and now that I&#8217;m awake it makes no sense at all.<\/p>\n<p>The reasons don&#8217;t matter to me. What&#8217;s left from this bizarre moment is the watery sensation in my eyes, a fierce river flowing through my sclera, a heavy waterfall on my cheeks, Am\u00e9lie dissolving into a pool on the tiled floor. It was close to drowning, as if my soul were swimming in saltwater&#8230;<\/p>\n<p><em>Aka kiro himawari daidai gunjou ajisai<br \/>\n<br \/>Aka kiro himawari daidai gunjou ajisai<br \/>\n<br \/>Nami ni Tadayou  tsuki no hikari<br \/>\n<br \/>konsui  no naka tsuki no hikari<br \/>\n<br \/>oyogu hitori kurai umi wo<br \/>\n<br \/>Nami ni Tadayou  tsuki no hikari<br \/>\n<br \/>konsui  no naka tsuki no hikari<br \/>\n<br \/>hashiru hitori kurai sorawo<br \/>\n<br \/>anata ni aeru nara<br \/>\n<br \/>Aka kiro himawari daidai gunjou ajisai<br \/>\n<br \/>Aka kiro himawari daidai gunjou ajisai<br \/>\n<br \/>oyogi hitori ukai yamiwo<br \/>\n<br \/>anata ni aeru made<br \/>\n<br \/>Aka kiro himawari daidai gunjou ajisai<br \/>\n<br \/>Nami ni tadayou&#8230;<\/em><\/p>\n<p>\u2014Buck Tick, Gessekai<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Last night I decided to sleep early; I was excessively tired. I had a dream about a campaign to save a baby who didn&#8217;t look like a baby at all, but rather like a finger with a smiley face. In the midst of it all I opened my eyes, and immediately afterwards I felt how [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/olaviakite.com\/maianebula\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/196"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/olaviakite.com\/maianebula\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/olaviakite.com\/maianebula\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/olaviakite.com\/maianebula\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/olaviakite.com\/maianebula\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=196"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/olaviakite.com\/maianebula\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/196\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/olaviakite.com\/maianebula\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=196"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/olaviakite.com\/maianebula\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=196"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/olaviakite.com\/maianebula\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=196"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}