{"id":42,"date":"2002-06-11T06:35:37","date_gmt":"2002-06-11T13:35:37","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/writtenbymurphy.com\/wonderblog\/?p=42"},"modified":"2002-06-11T06:35:37","modified_gmt":"2002-06-11T13:35:37","slug":"middles","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/writtenbymurphy.com\/wonderblog\/2002\/06\/middles\/","title":{"rendered":"middles"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Things DO pile up.<\/p>\n<p>Shame on me for not writing. I had a great weekend, playing songs for my church benefit dinner. It was a lot of fun to perform for people.<\/p>\n<p>All those good all love songs.  My oh My.<\/p>\n<p>I noticed that some of them are really sad&#8230;I wonder why we like to be safely sad about love songs? the Beatles&#8217; &#8220;Yesterday&#8221; is supposed to be wildly popular.  I played it for the diners, and I thought again about how sad it is.<\/p>\n<p>Perhaps we believe we are more noble if our hearts are broken.<\/p>\n<p>If your heart is broken, it is easier. You know the end of the story. But if you HAVE love, and are happy, it&#8217;s much more complicated. You have to keep the love. You have to work on it, and deal with problems or doubt.<\/p>\n<p>Or worse. You have to decide when the love is done, but done in a not-beautiful way.<\/p>\n<p>ending, or beginnings, are so satisfying. But middles&#8230;They are not so popular.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Things DO pile up. Shame on me for not writing. I had a great weekend, playing songs for my church benefit dinner. It was a lot of fun to perform for people. All those good all love songs. My oh &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/writtenbymurphy.com\/wonderblog\/2002\/06\/middles\/\">Continue reading <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a> <a href=\"https:\/\/writtenbymurphy.com\/wonderblog\/2002\/06\/middles\/\">Continue reading <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","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":[3],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-42","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-random-thoughts"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/writtenbymurphy.com\/wonderblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/42","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/writtenbymurphy.com\/wonderblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/writtenbymurphy.com\/wonderblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/writtenbymurphy.com\/wonderblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/writtenbymurphy.com\/wonderblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=42"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/writtenbymurphy.com\/wonderblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/42\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/writtenbymurphy.com\/wonderblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=42"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/writtenbymurphy.com\/wonderblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=42"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/writtenbymurphy.com\/wonderblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=42"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}