{"id":15646,"date":"2007-12-19T18:47:00","date_gmt":"2007-12-19T23:47:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/hame.ink\/hameblog\/2007\/12\/19\/the-long-fortnight-of-the-soul\/"},"modified":"2025-09-12T07:49:45","modified_gmt":"2025-09-12T10:49:45","slug":"the-long-fortnight-of-the-soul","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/hame.ink\/blether\/2007\/12\/19\/the-long-fortnight-of-the-soul\/","title":{"rendered":"The long fortnight of the soul"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>My first week here was easy and fun. I was healthy, I was visiting with people at work and during social time, things were falling together spontaneously and easily&#8230;<\/p>\n<\/p>\n<p>Then I got sick. I wasn&#8217;t sleeping properly and caught the office cold everybody has.<\/p>\n<\/p>\n<p>My friends&#8217; dog ate my handmade greeting cards.<\/p>\n<\/p>\n<p>Toronto was hit by a major snowstorm and everything was cancelled.<\/p>\n<\/p>\n<p>Riding the TTC streetcars and subway lines across town started giving me panic attacks.<\/p>\n<\/p>\n<p>The hardness of Toronto&#8217;s water has made my torso react as if someone splashed me with acid.<\/p>\n<\/p>\n<p>And this morning I had a conversation with my editor that represents either a transition or an ending, depending on how my brain spins it from one minute to the next. One thing is decided: I won&#8217;t be travelling to Toronto anymore for work.<\/p>\n<\/p>\n<p>P.S. Apologies if I&#8217;ve not been very communicative. Sending e-mails here involves connecting to UK mobile roaming data services, which costs a lot.<\/p>\n<\/p>\n<div class=\"blogger-post-footer\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"1\" height=\"1\" src=\"https:\/\/hame.ink\/blether\/wp-content\/uploads\/posts\/1035\/the-long-fortnight-of-the-soul01.jpg.webp\" alt=\"\"><\/div><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>My first week here was easy and fun. I was healthy, I was visiting with people at work and during social time, things were falling together spontaneously and easily&#8230; Then I got sick. I wasn&#8217;t sleeping properly and caught the office cold everybody has. My friends&#8217; dog ate my handmade greeting cards. Toronto was hit [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_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":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-15646","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/hame.ink\/blether\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/15646","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/hame.ink\/blether\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/hame.ink\/blether\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/hame.ink\/blether\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/hame.ink\/blether\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=15646"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/hame.ink\/blether\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/15646\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/hame.ink\/blether\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=15646"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/hame.ink\/blether\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=15646"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/hame.ink\/blether\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=15646"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}