{"id":41,"date":"2004-07-06T08:08:24","date_gmt":"2004-07-06T15:08:24","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.ahniwa.com\/blog\/?p=39"},"modified":"2004-07-06T08:08:24","modified_gmt":"2004-07-06T15:08:24","slug":"the-closing-breaths-of-a-long-weekend","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.ahniwa.com\/old\/2004\/07\/06\/the-closing-breaths-of-a-long-weekend\/","title":{"rendered":"The closing breaths of a long weekend"},"content":{"rendered":"<div class=\"storycontent\">\n<p>This weekend, I basked in unrepentant sloth:<br \/> watched movies, read, blogged and surfed and emailed;<br \/> I captured the very essence of laze.<\/p>\n<p>Now this long weekend pulls its closing breath,<br \/> toil and bustle are my bunk-mates for the week;<br \/> raucous, crude and ignoble beasts.<br \/> I&rsquo;ve little choice in the matter.<br \/> As with us all, the basest demands of<br \/> our humanity: eat, sleep, warm;<br \/> in turn demand industry, the<br \/> scutwork of nine-to-five &#8211;<br \/> thrum-thrum-thrum &#8211; and heartbeats<br \/> measure seconds in the work-day,<br \/> and seconds count the long hours down;<br \/> but slowly.  The work-week is time&rsquo;s<br \/> opportunity for indolence; it passes sluggishly.<\/p>\n<p>ENOUGH!<\/p>\n<p>It&rsquo;s little use to bask in my drudgery.<br \/> My fingers are neither cracked nor raw<br \/> from long days in cotton fields.<br \/> I&rsquo;ve known no days under hot suns,<br \/> amidst stinging insects and sugar-cane.<br \/> Every step of every day has been my own<br \/> and I will allow no regrets to cast<br \/> their shadows over the journeys that lay ahead.<\/p>\n<p><em>The inchworm inches.<br \/> Ibsen idly switches<br \/> Pavlov&rsquo;s hitches:<br \/> machines to measure men,<br \/> not bitches.<br \/> A heartbeat frantic twitches;<br \/> no pedantic riches halt &#8211;<br \/> time moves in stitches,<br \/> inching inches which is<br \/> over time, feet.<br \/> The road is lined with ditches,<br \/> niches, and is miles long.<br \/> Over time, the inchworm inched,<br \/> flinched,<br \/> and finished;<br \/> a journey of a few feet,<br \/> yet still &#8211;<br \/> complete.<\/em><\/p>\n<\/p><\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>This weekend, I basked in unrepentant sloth: watched movies, read, blogged and surfed and emailed; I captured the very essence of laze. Now this long weekend pulls its closing breath, toil and bustle are my bunk-mates for the week; raucous, crude and ignoble beasts. I&rsquo;ve little choice in the matter. As with us all, the [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[17,19,25],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.ahniwa.com\/old\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/41"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.ahniwa.com\/old\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.ahniwa.com\/old\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.ahniwa.com\/old\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.ahniwa.com\/old\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=41"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.ahniwa.com\/old\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/41\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.ahniwa.com\/old\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=41"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.ahniwa.com\/old\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=41"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.ahniwa.com\/old\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=41"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}