{"id":29,"date":"2007-09-20T00:11:50","date_gmt":"2007-09-20T06:11:50","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/tresgatos.net\/VisualKaos\/?p=29"},"modified":"2007-09-20T00:11:50","modified_gmt":"2007-09-20T06:11:50","slug":"mirror2-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/tresgatos.net\/visualkaos\/2007\/09\/20\/mirror2-2\/","title":{"rendered":"mirror2"},"content":{"rendered":"<style type=\"text\/css\">\n.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }\n.flickr-yourcomment { }\n.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }\n.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }\n<\/style>\n<div class=\"flickr-frame\">\n\t<a href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/visualkaos\/1410212361\/\" title=\"photo sharing\"><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/farm2.static.flickr.com\/1349\/1410212361_0d625617af.jpg\" class=\"flickr-photo\" alt=\"\" \/><\/a><br \/>\n<br \/>\n\t<span class=\"flickr-caption\"><a href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/visualkaos\/1410212361\/\">mirror2<\/a>, originally uploaded by <a href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/people\/visualkaos\/\">visualkaos<\/a>.<\/span>\n<\/div>\n<p class=\"flickr-yourcomment\">\n\tSometime around 1:30 a.m. last night \u2014 OK, this morning \u2014 I laid in bed, awake.<br \/>\nI had fallen asleep easily enough, early in fact. Before going to bed I had two healthy doses of Jameson which effectively landed me horizontal before 11 o&#8217;clock. But as it often happens when I drink, I fall asleep quickly but not deeply.<br \/>\nSoon enough, I was awakened by the sound of purring in my ear<br \/>\nNighttime kitty. Needs petting.<br \/>\nAfter some stroking was given to one of our three attention-starved pets, the one who sleeps with us every night, I stared at the popcorn ceiling for a while and realized that it seemed pretty light in the room for 1:30 a.m.<br \/>\nI sat up in bed.<br \/>\nIt was quiet. Peaceful, save for the droning of a grey and white ball of fur at my side and the soft swooshing of the ceiling fan.<br \/>\nSpooky stared at me.<br \/>\nI stared at Linda.<br \/>\nI quickly came to realize the perfection of that moment.<br \/>\nMoonlight seeped into the room. It flowed through the slats in the window shutters like a vanilla milkshake and spilled across the bed, painting my purring wife and kitty in blue-white pixie dust.<br \/>\nI sat for nearly an hour, honoring the moon, celebrating my existence in the universe and without her even knowing it, falling deeper in love with my sleeping wife.<br \/>\nI don&#8217;t remember laying back down or falling back asleep again. It&#8217;s as if at that moment, time stood still. The earth stopped spinning and let the moon flood my simple, humble, human bedroom. <br \/>\nIn the morning when Linda gently woke me, as she does every day, with a coffee on my night stand and her cool hand on my face, I didn&#8217;t know if I dreamed it or not.<br \/>\nBut after my first sip of black coffee I tasted something and checked that she didn&#8217;t put cream in it.<br \/>\nHmmm, vanilla.<\/p>\n<p>All of this of course has nothing to do with the photo above. I could hardly express with words that experience, let alone on film or CCD.<br \/>\nThis person applying makeup backstage performs at The Queen Mary in Studio City.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>mirror2, originally uploaded by visualkaos. Sometime around 1:30 a.m. last night \u2014 OK, this morning \u2014 I laid in bed, awake. I had fallen asleep easily enough, early in fact. Before going to bed I had two healthy doses of &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/tresgatos.net\/visualkaos\/2007\/09\/20\/mirror2-2\/\">Continue reading <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_et_pb_use_builder":"","_et_pb_old_content":"","_et_gb_content_width":"","jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-29","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/pfsex-t","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/tresgatos.net\/visualkaos\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/29","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/tresgatos.net\/visualkaos\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/tresgatos.net\/visualkaos\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/tresgatos.net\/visualkaos\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/tresgatos.net\/visualkaos\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=29"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/tresgatos.net\/visualkaos\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/29\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/tresgatos.net\/visualkaos\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=29"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/tresgatos.net\/visualkaos\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=29"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/tresgatos.net\/visualkaos\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=29"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}