{"id":498,"date":"2007-01-25T21:58:38","date_gmt":"2007-01-26T04:58:38","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.ahniwa.com\/blog\/?p=498"},"modified":"2007-01-25T21:58:38","modified_gmt":"2007-01-26T04:58:38","slug":"ten-minutes-before-midnight","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.ahniwa.com\/old\/2007\/01\/25\/ten-minutes-before-midnight\/","title":{"rendered":"Ten minutes before midnight"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>There&#8217;s a certain point in any foreign experience when a person hits a certain peak.  The awkwardness of the new situation has worn off, for the most part, and while things are still new, they&#8217;ve also reached a point of comfort where you feel like you can be yourself.  You, in turn, are a new experience to the other people involved in this foreign environment, which can in turn itself be kind of eye-opening.<\/p>\n<p>This is the point I remember feeling, at one point in France.  This is the feeling I had freshman year at Evergreen.  It&#8217;s even the feeling I had when I came back to Olympia, both times, from France and Ohio, though in those cases there was an interesting blend of newness and familiarity.  It&#8217;s the point that, in no small part, drove me to Montreal.  It&#8217;s a point of self-discovery, or maybe of re-discovery of those parts of yourself that you love best.  When we exist in an environment that is used to us, it&#8217;s inevitable that it will start to take us for granted, and that we in turn will take ourselves for granted.  In a new environment, we&#8217;re fresh; we&#8217;re seen through new eyes and can therefore see ourselves through new eyes.<\/p>\n<p>In these brief flashes of insight I&#8217;m a poet in love with the world; I want to dance at midnight, drink coffee &#8217;til dawn; I want to improvise pirate stories by flashlight around a bottle of whiskey.  I want to smile, I want to cry, and I want to laugh out loud at the complicated, perfect beauty of the world.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>There&#8217;s a certain point in any foreign experience when a person hits a certain peak. The awkwardness of the new situation has worn off, for the most part, and while things are still new, they&#8217;ve also reached a point of comfort where you feel like you can be yourself. You, in turn, are a new [&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],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.ahniwa.com\/old\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/498"}],"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=498"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.ahniwa.com\/old\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/498\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.ahniwa.com\/old\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=498"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.ahniwa.com\/old\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=498"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.ahniwa.com\/old\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=498"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}