{"id":1,"date":"2021-11-07T20:41:27","date_gmt":"2021-11-07T20:41:27","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/eusuntdelia.ro\/?p=1"},"modified":"2021-11-17T20:55:30","modified_gmt":"2021-11-17T20:55:30","slug":"hello-world","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/eusuntdelia.ro\/?p=1","title":{"rendered":"[Haven]"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p>Noiembrie. Miros de castane c\u0103zute printre frunze fo\u0219n\u0103itoare. Pa\u0219i mici, len\u021bi, pe covoare ruginii abandonate \u00een b\u0103taia v\u00e2ntului. E r\u0103coare, dar e bine. \u00cemi str\u00e2ng e\u0219arfa la piept ca pe o salvare \u0219i mut privirea c\u0103tre lac. Parc\u0103 \u0219i v\u00e2ntul prinde curaj \u0219i \u00ee\u0219i ia av\u00e2nt, iar genele apei se mi\u0219c\u0103 \u00een ritmul lui cutez\u0103tor.<\/p>\n<p>Sunt singur\u0103. E o singur\u0103tate din acelea dorite, \u00eendelung a\u0219teptate, \u00een care eu \u00eemi dau voie s\u0103.. fiu eu. E o toamn\u0103 ca toate celelalte, dar parc\u0103 acum v\u0103d totul pentru prima dat\u0103. Culorile, nuan\u021bele, zborul, lini\u0219tea, av\u00e2ntul, t\u0103cerea, curajul \u0219i&#8230; pe mine.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Nu mi-a fost niciodat\u0103 u\u0219or s\u0103 renun\u021b. La oameni, la lucruri, la locuri, la sentimente. \u0218i nu mi-a fost niciodat\u0103 u\u0219or s\u0103 accept c\u0103 nu am puterea de a influen\u021ba totul \u00een jurul meu, de a schimba, de a salva. Acum \u00eenv\u0103\u021b toate astea. Sunt student\u0103 \u00een luna a 10-a la Arta Accept\u0103rii, a Iert\u0103rii \u0219i a Vindec\u0103rii, \u0219i cumva, \u00eenc\u0103 de la \u00eenceputul cursului, m-am luat pe mine de o arip\u0103 \u0219i m-am \u00eentors pe toate p\u0103r\u021bile. Sunt \u00een proces de (re)descoperire. O descop\u0103r pe delia a\u0219a cum e ea, dincolo de cum i s-a spus c\u0103 (n-)ar fi \u0219i dincolo de cum a crezut c\u0103 (n-)ar fi. O schi\u021bez milimetric, cu tot ce descop\u0103r, ca s\u0103 o pot construi cuv\u00e2nt cu cuv\u00e2nt, vers cu vers, pu\u021bin mai t\u00e2rziu, c\u00e2nd procesul de analiz\u0103 \u0219i deslu\u0219ire va fi aproape de final.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>M\u0103 plimb prin parc privind \u00een mine. Nu-i deloc u\u0219or, sunt conectat\u0103 doar la ce simt, la ce v\u0103d, la ce simt iar. M\u0103 dor pa\u0219ii ezitan\u021bi pe care \u00eei fac spre unul dintre locurile mult prea cunoscute, din care acum lipsesc al\u021bi pa\u0219i. Nu mai e nimic la fel. \u0218i totu\u0219i&#8230;\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>M\u0103 aventurez pe o potec\u0103 pustie \u0219i dincolo de lini\u0219tea asurzitoare \u00een care respir acum r\u0103m\u00e2ne o singur\u0103 \u00eentrebare: \u00eencotro?\u00a0 \u201dAici\u201d, imi spun, \u0219i m\u0103 a\u0219ez pe o banc\u0103. Bag m\u00e2inile \u00een buzunare, m\u0103 fac comod\u0103 \u0219i privesc \u00een jur: e bine. Mi-e bine. Mi-e bine mie cu mine.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>M\u0103 simt ca acas\u0103 \u00een mijlocul toamnei, cu mine de m\u00e2n\u0103, cu mine \u00een bra\u021be. Miros de castane furi\u0219ate printre frunze-dansatoare mai palide sau mai ro\u0219covane, miros de ceai cu rom, de scor\u021bi\u0219oar\u0103, de foc \u00een sob\u0103. Miros de \u00eenceputuri noi, miros de ner\u0103bdare, miros de refugiu.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u00a0<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Noiembrie. Miros de castane c\u0103zute printre frunze fo\u0219n\u0103itoare. Pa\u0219i mici, len\u021bi, pe covoare ruginii abandonate \u00een b\u0103taia v\u00e2ntului. E r\u0103coare, dar e bine. \u00cemi str\u00e2ng e\u0219arfa la piept ca pe o salvare \u0219i mut privirea c\u0103tre lac. 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