{"id":107,"date":"2006-04-14T21:10:51","date_gmt":"2006-04-14T20:10:51","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/obliquepanic.no-ip.com\/wordpress\/?p=107"},"modified":"2006-04-14T21:10:51","modified_gmt":"2006-04-14T20:10:51","slug":"the-institution-and-the-frightening-steps","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/obliquepanic.com\/blog\/bad-dreams\/the-institution-and-the-frightening-steps\/","title":{"rendered":"The institution and the frightening steps"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I was staying in some kind of institution, it could have been a monastery, where the men in charge would just walk into my room without knocking. I was packing up and getting ready to go home for the weekend. I was meeting a woman who I didn&#8217;t know for a date in a cafe somewhere. I woke up at 10.10 and I realised it was too late and that I had stood her up. Nevertheless, I started the journey back to where I lived. First walking through narrow lanes quite high up, then I joined a group of others and we had to walk down some old fashioned black metal steps high up over a steep hill, or over or next to the roof of some large church. I was almost paralysed with fear of heights as I stepped down from one to the other. The people around rallied to encourage and support me.<\/p>\n<p>I don&#8217;t remember getting to the journey&#8217;s end.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I was staying in some kind of institution, it could have been a monastery, where the men in charge would just walk into my room without knocking. I was packing up and getting ready to go home for the weekend. I was meeting a woman who I didn&#8217;t know for a date in a cafe&hellip;<a href=\"http:\/\/obliquepanic.com\/blog\/bad-dreams\/the-institution-and-the-frightening-steps\/\" class=\"button\">Read more <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">The institution and the frightening steps<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_crdt_document":"","_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[2],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-107","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-bad-dreams"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/obliquepanic.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/107","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/obliquepanic.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/obliquepanic.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/obliquepanic.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/obliquepanic.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=107"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/obliquepanic.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/107\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/obliquepanic.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=107"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/obliquepanic.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=107"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/obliquepanic.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=107"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}