{"id":3434,"date":"2014-01-11T03:24:10","date_gmt":"2014-01-11T11:24:10","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/michellejolin.com\/wordpress\/?p=3434"},"modified":"2014-01-11T03:24:10","modified_gmt":"2014-01-11T11:24:10","slug":"wind-in-the-trees-3-am-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/michellejolin.com\/?p=3434","title":{"rendered":"Wind in the trees, 3 AM"},"content":{"rendered":"

It’s the middle of the night.
\nThere’s a storm outside that woke me up.
\nWind in the trees.
\nRain against the windows.
\nOminous crashes outdoors.
\nThe house is cold. <\/p>\n

Do you ever wake up at o’dark thirty happy about it?
\nIt’s usually not due to anything good. <\/p>\n

Wind howling
\nBaby crying
\nYou crying
\nInsomnia
\nIllness
\nLoneliness<\/p>\n

The world is a cold, dark place at three a.m. when you can’t sleep.
\nBetter under a down comforter with a drink.
\nWhat should I read?<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

It’s the middle of the night. There’s a storm outside that woke me up. Wind in the trees. Rain against the windows. Ominous crashes outdoors. The house is cold. Do you ever wake up at o’dark thirty happy about it? It’s usually not due to anything good. Wind howling Baby crying You crying Insomnia Illness … Continue reading Wind in the trees, 3 AM<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"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":true,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-3434","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-words"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p7lr3R-To","jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":8044,"url":"https:\/\/michellejolin.com\/?p=8044","url_meta":{"origin":3434,"position":0},"title":"Seasonal girl","author":"Michelle","date":"October 26, 2014","format":false,"excerpt":"To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven: A time to be born, and a time to die a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted A time to kill, and a time to heal a\u2026","rel":"","context":"In "Words"","block_context":{"text":"Words","link":"https:\/\/michellejolin.com\/?cat=7"},"img":{"alt_text":"","src":"","width":0,"height":0},"classes":[]},{"id":4718,"url":"https:\/\/michellejolin.com\/?p=4718","url_meta":{"origin":3434,"position":1},"title":"Talking to myself in the middle of the night","author":"Michelle","date":"March 28, 2014","format":false,"excerpt":"Wake up in the middle of the night crying. 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