{"id":785,"date":"2008-08-15T22:44:00","date_gmt":"2008-08-15T22:44:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/365ficlets.wordpress.com\/2008\/08\/15\/365-ficlets-day-98-release\/"},"modified":"2008-08-15T22:44:00","modified_gmt":"2008-08-15T22:44:00","slug":"365-ficlets-day-98-release","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.techno-mage.co.uk\/blog\/techno-mage\/2008\/08\/15\/365-ficlets-day-98-release\/","title":{"rendered":"365 Ficlets &#8211; Day #98 ~ &#8220;Release&#8221;"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>There is nothing left here now\u2026 My parents are dead. There is no inheritance, I have no other family or people. As I stare down the valley from the ruin of the humble home that my father built over thirty years ago I am struck by one abiding thought; I can be anyone that I want to be now.<\/p>\n<p>While my parents were alive there was a requirement for me to settle down, live a sensible life. I did not manage to do this while they were alive, but I have no intention of memorialising their lives with my own. While they were alive I could not be honest about my real goals, now I can actually embrace my desire to remain unmarried and free. I can work only as much as I need, in order to travel and experience the world. There is no danger in openly choosing men as partners as often as women, no longer do I need to fear the recrimination of failing to be the person that they wanted. I am sorry that they are gone, but the possibilities available to me now are so wide and varied that I am consoled and freed from my grief.<\/p>\n<p>&#8212;<\/p>\n<p>You can see the original post on <a href=\"http:\/\/ficlets.com\/authors\/maleghast\">Ficlets.com<\/a> by clicking <a href=\"http:\/\/ficlets.com\/stories\/40016\">here<\/a>.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>There is nothing left here now\u2026 My parents are dead. There is no inheritance, I have no other family or people. As I stare down the valley from the ruin of the humble home that my father built over thirty years ago I am struck by one abiding thought; I can be anyone that I [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_crdt_document":"","_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-785","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized","post-preview"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p4wrUK-cF","jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.techno-mage.co.uk\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/785","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.techno-mage.co.uk\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.techno-mage.co.uk\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.techno-mage.co.uk\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/3"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.techno-mage.co.uk\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=785"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.techno-mage.co.uk\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/785\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.techno-mage.co.uk\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=785"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.techno-mage.co.uk\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=785"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.techno-mage.co.uk\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=785"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}