{"id":92659,"date":"2021-06-26T15:18:10","date_gmt":"2021-06-26T19:18:10","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=92659"},"modified":"2021-06-26T15:18:10","modified_gmt":"2021-06-26T19:18:10","slug":"broken-mended-normal","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2021\/06\/broken-mended-normal\/","title":{"rendered":"Broken, Mended Normal"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>It was my own hubris.<\/p>\n<p>I preferred to be alone,<\/p>\n<p>introverted, awkward,<\/p>\n<p>But it\u2019s a pitfall.<\/p>\n<p>A year, two years?<\/p>\n<p>Its hard to keep count<\/p>\n<p>when every day feels the same.<\/p>\n<p>When I reminisce, will I remember my prior self?<\/p>\n<p>The self that was empty and broken, so focused on the past<\/p>\n<p>Maybe after all this, it\u2019s for the best to forget<\/p>\n<p>and look forward to the me that still is<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>It was my own hubris. I preferred to be alone, introverted, awkward, But it\u2019s a pitfall. A year, two years? Its hard to keep count when every day feels the same. When I reminisce, will I remember my prior self? The self that was empty&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1487,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[11],"tags":[4250,4394],"class_list":["post-92659","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-half-marathon-poem","tag-2021halfmarathon","tag-2021prompt7"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/92659","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1487"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=92659"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/92659\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":92924,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/92659\/revisions\/92924"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=92659"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=92659"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=92659"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}