{"id":4890,"date":"2010-04-30T05:30:40","date_gmt":"2010-04-30T03:30:40","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/libelul.com\/?p=4890"},"modified":"2010-05-07T22:50:51","modified_gmt":"2010-05-07T20:50:51","slug":"a-lombre-sous-le-porche","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/libelul.com\/?p=4890","title":{"rendered":"… \u00e0 l’ombre sous le porche."},"content":{"rendered":"

Moi je suis fatigu\u00e9e.
\nCes derni\u00e8res semaines n’ont pas \u00e9t\u00e9 de tout repos.
\nC’est s\u00fbrement pour cela que j’essaye de m’\u00e9vader ici.
\nPour oublier ce qui me manque d\u00e9j\u00e0 …<\/p>\n

\"\"<\/a>
\nSwinging bed by Tim Laursen<\/a><\/p>\n

Du calme et de la s\u00e9r\u00e9nit\u00e9, pour r\u00e9fl\u00e9chir \u00e0 l’\u00e9tape d’apr\u00e8s,
\nSans Monsieur ‘You<\/a>, mon tout.
\nV\u00e9ritable t\u00e9moin de ma vie d’adulte jusqu’\u00e0 maintenant.<\/p>\n

La tristesse m’envahit,
\nEt je n’ai pas de mots pour te dire \u00e0 quel point tu me manqueras.
\nAu revoir.<\/em><\/p>\n

\"Elu<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"\"\"<\/a>

Moi je suis fatigu\u00e9e. Ces derni\u00e8res semaines n’ont pas \u00e9t\u00e9 de tout repos. C’est s\u00fbrement pour cela que j’essaye de m’\u00e9vader ici. Pour oublier ce qui me manque d\u00e9j\u00e0 … Swinging bed by Tim Laursen Du calme et de la s\u00e9r\u00e9nit\u00e9, pour r\u00e9fl\u00e9chir \u00e0 l’\u00e9tape d’apr\u00e8s, Sans Monsieur ‘You, mon tout. V\u00e9ritable t\u00e9moin de ma […]<\/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":[38],"tags":[394,396,206],"class_list":["post-4890","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-mes-humeurs-et-concours","tag-decoration","tag-pensees","tag-vous-avez-aime"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/posPp-1gS","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack-related-posts":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/libelul.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4890","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=4890"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/libelul.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4890\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/libelul.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=4890"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/libelul.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=4890"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/libelul.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=4890"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}