{"id":11828,"date":"2012-01-25T05:25:34","date_gmt":"2012-01-25T04:25:34","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/libelul.com\/?p=11828"},"modified":"2012-01-24T22:45:15","modified_gmt":"2012-01-24T21:45:15","slug":"reves-denfance","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/libelul.com\/?p=11828","title":{"rendered":"R\u00eaves d’enfance."},"content":{"rendered":"

Moi, petite, je ne savais pas trop ce que je voulais faire.
\nNi ma\u00eetresse, infirmi\u00e8re, ni aucun autre r\u00eave r\u00e9aliste.<\/p>\n

J’avais envie d’\u00eatre magicienne, de faire mon Alice,
\nMa\u00eetriser l’illusion, un instant dispara\u00eetre,
\nPouvoir me cacher au fond du miroir aux alouettes.<\/p>\n

Dans mes jeux j’ai tent\u00e9 de cr\u00e9er une autre r\u00e9alit\u00e9,
\nO\u00f9 les songes \u00e9taient ma seule v\u00e9rit\u00e9.<\/p>\n

Et j’ai longtemps cherch\u00e9 le m\u00e9tier de mes r\u00eaves,
\nMais devenue adulte je me suis oblig\u00e9e \u00e0 transiger.<\/p>\n

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Playmobil Table @ Maison et Objet Jan. 2012<\/p>\n

Jusqu’au jour o\u00f9 ma passion est devenue \u00e9vidence,
\nQue le labyrinthique chemin a pris tout son sens,
\nEt que ce pour quoi je suis faite enfin impos\u00e9.<\/p>\n

Et vous, vous avez toujours su ce pour quoi vous \u00e9tiez fait(e) ?<\/strong><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"\"\"<\/a>

Moi, petite, je ne savais pas trop ce que je voulais faire. Ni ma\u00eetresse, infirmi\u00e8re, ni aucun autre r\u00eave r\u00e9aliste. J’avais envie d’\u00eatre magicienne, de faire mon Alice, Ma\u00eetriser l’illusion, un instant dispara\u00eetre, Pouvoir me cacher au fond du miroir aux alouettes. Dans mes jeux j’ai tent\u00e9 de cr\u00e9er une autre r\u00e9alit\u00e9, O\u00f9 les songes […]<\/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":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[217],"tags":[394,362],"class_list":["post-11828","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-la-maison","tag-decoration","tag-salon-maison-et-objet"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/posPp-34M","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack-related-posts":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/libelul.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11828","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/libelul.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/libelul.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/libelul.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/libelul.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=11828"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/libelul.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11828\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/libelul.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=11828"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/libelul.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=11828"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/libelul.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=11828"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}