{"id":3452,"date":"2012-12-30T23:58:42","date_gmt":"2012-12-31T03:58:42","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/yugflog.com\/blog\/?p=3452"},"modified":"2012-12-31T00:06:40","modified_gmt":"2012-12-31T04:06:40","slug":"oneword-sure","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/yugflog.com\/blog\/2012\/12\/oneword-sure\/","title":{"rendered":"OneWord: Sure"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><strong>Sure:<\/strong> I was so sure, that I set the cup down. And I walked to her and said,&#8221;Hello, beautiful. Can I have this dance.&#8221; She looked at me with her blazing brown eyes and nodded. Just a little. And so I took her hand and walked with her to the edge of the hardwood that was the dancers&#8217; floor. Like the boxers&#8217; ring. And I had made it that far. And I was holding her hand. And my heart was racing. Pounding from my chest trying to reach hers to see if it, too, wanted the same kind of freedom. And all I could do was take that next step. The leather of my shoe skidding to a start on the dusty wood. I reached my arm around her thin little waist and pulled her warm body to mine so that I could lead her away to the rest of her life. For there was no turning back on this little leap of love. She was my wallflower. Me, her punch-bowl-mixer. And together we were everything at once. The disco ball above stopped to watch as we spun faster and slower around everyone who didn&#8217;t matter in that moment. And then I stopped us. The music stopped. And I dipped her &#8217;til her hair was in the dust of that worn out floor. And I looked at those brown eyes of hers and I said, &#8220;Goodnight, Beautiful. I&#8217;m sure we&#8217;ll meet again.&#8221;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Sure: I was so sure, that I set the cup down. And I walked to her and said,&#8221;Hello, beautiful. Can I have this dance.&#8221; She looked at me with her blazing brown eyes and nodded. Just a little. And so I took her hand and walked with her to the edge of the hardwood that [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[28,26],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-3452","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-20-minutes","category-writing"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/yugflog.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3452","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/yugflog.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/yugflog.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/yugflog.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/yugflog.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=3452"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"http:\/\/yugflog.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3452\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3458,"href":"http:\/\/yugflog.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3452\/revisions\/3458"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/yugflog.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=3452"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/yugflog.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=3452"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/yugflog.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=3452"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}