{"id":285,"date":"2009-10-07T07:23:06","date_gmt":"2009-10-07T07:23:06","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.proteanme.com\/?p=285"},"modified":"2009-10-07T07:23:06","modified_gmt":"2009-10-07T07:23:06","slug":"funnel-clouds","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.proteanme.com\/?p=285","title":{"rendered":"funnel clouds"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I had a dream last night I was in a tornado. Mostly what I remember is this super dark sky filling up with funnel clouds, maybe four or five, and how we laid in a ditch with our cats but no one put Sasha in a crate so she ran away. I woke up feeling\u00a0 pissed and sad.<\/p>\n<p>There was also this 72 year old lady storm chaser. She had a perm and wore a pant suit and her retired husband drove her from storm to storm.<\/p>\n<p>The thing I didn&#8217;t think about until I got to work is how in the dream I knew it was gonna be fucked up but I wasn&#8217;t scared. It was this whole exerise in absurdity except it wasn&#8217;t funny. It wasn&#8217;t just that no one in the dream would get their shit together so we could go to the basement, which is why we ended up in a ditch, but it&#8217;s how they didn&#8217;t believe me in the first place because we didn&#8217;t have a working radio or TV to get the proper announcement. I kept going outside to check and coming back reporting on the color of the sky and the number of funnel clouds and which way they were moving and everyone would say I wonder waht&#8217;s happening.<\/p>\n<p>Reminds me a lot of work, which seems to be an exercise in soul killing, if you&#8217;re not real careful about what you let your mind get fixed on.<\/p>\n<p>I came into today all opened up by my first trip back to Indiana since my dad died. I forgot to tuck my soul away before I got in the building.\u00a0 Bad move on my part.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I had a dream last night I was in a tornado. Mostly what I remember is this super dark sky filling up with funnel clouds, maybe four or five, and how we laid in a ditch with our cats but no one put Sasha in a crate so she ran away. I woke up feeling\u00a0 [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-285","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.proteanme.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/285","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.proteanme.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.proteanme.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.proteanme.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.proteanme.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=285"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.proteanme.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/285\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.proteanme.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=285"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.proteanme.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=285"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.proteanme.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=285"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}