{"id":3503,"date":"2013-07-25T16:56:44","date_gmt":"2013-07-25T22:56:44","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/roxannemodafferi.net\/RBlog\/?p=3503"},"modified":"2013-07-25T16:58:25","modified_gmt":"2013-07-25T22:58:25","slug":"piece-of-writing-from-last-time-i-moved","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/roxannemodafferi.net\/RBlog\/2013\/07\/25\/piece-of-writing-from-last-time-i-moved\/","title":{"rendered":"piece of writing, from last time I moved"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>In 2009 (I think) I moved from Atsugi to Kawasaki.  I was cleaning out my drawers just now and found this piece of writing I did back then.<br \/>\n<i><br \/>\n&#8220;By the light of the street lamps, artificial moons, I peddled through the deep night&#8217;s coolness, to the 99 yen shop where I go every night to pick up vegetables and eggs for breakfast.  I said to the owner, &#8220;I&#8217;m moving tomorrow.&#8221;  &#8220;Ah, now I&#8217;ll be lonely,&#8221; he replied with a smile.  Back on my bike, I coasted like a fight carried downstream by the strong current. Smoothly I slid past my Egyptian friend&#8217;s apartment, now dark and quiet, empty for years. How long has it been since we laughed together, and spoke of our homelands, we pilgrims, we explorers.  Now zig-zagging down side streets that I&#8217;ve come to know.  Yet, on the eve of my move, I feet only quiet, peace in my heart, as the memories play like reruns over and over in the back of my mind.  I relish and revel in the bliss of my experiences, examining in hind site, how my choices played out.  And I&#8217;ll make a new home, where I can be safe from the world.&#8221;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>In 2009 (I think) I moved from Atsugi to Kawasaki. I was cleaning out my drawers just now and found this piece of writing I did back then. &#8220;By the light of the street lamps, artificial moons, I peddled through the deep night&#8217;s coolness, to the 99 yen shop where I go every night to&hellip;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_exactmetrics_skip_tracking":false,"_exactmetrics_sitenote_active":false,"_exactmetrics_sitenote_note":"","_exactmetrics_sitenote_category":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[13,9],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-3503","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-cultural","category-friends","category-13","category-9","description-off"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/roxannemodafferi.net\/RBlog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3503","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/roxannemodafferi.net\/RBlog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/roxannemodafferi.net\/RBlog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/roxannemodafferi.net\/RBlog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/roxannemodafferi.net\/RBlog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=3503"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/roxannemodafferi.net\/RBlog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3503\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/roxannemodafferi.net\/RBlog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=3503"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/roxannemodafferi.net\/RBlog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=3503"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/roxannemodafferi.net\/RBlog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=3503"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}