{"id":8659,"date":"2017-10-26T07:08:23","date_gmt":"2017-10-26T05:08:23","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.leblogdescoutheillas.com\/?p=8659"},"modified":"2017-10-26T07:14:09","modified_gmt":"2017-10-26T05:14:09","slug":"floue","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.leblogdescoutheillas.com\/?p=8659","title":{"rendered":"Floue"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">La seule chose que j\u2019appr\u00e9cie vraiment c\u2019est le flou. Le flou des choses, le flou des gens. C\u2019est un \u00e9tat confortable que je connais bien, je suis moi-m\u00eame quelqu\u2019un de flou.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Tout d\u2019abord il y a mon physique. On ne peut donner de moi une description tr\u00e8s pr\u00e9cise\u00a0: ni grande ni petite, ni grosse ni maigre, ni brune ni vraiment blonde\u2026 Je m\u2019habille de v\u00eatements larges, presque informes, ind\u00e9finissables, rien de compromettant.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Ma pens\u00e9e elle aussi est floue. Je n\u2019ai pas d\u2019avis tranch\u00e9s, je ne prends aucune d\u00e9cision, j\u2019attends que les autres le fassent pour moi. Nul ne peut se flatter de conna\u00eetre mes opinions politiques, d\u2019ailleurs je n\u2019en ai pas, je ne vote \u00e9videmment pas.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Je n\u2019ai jamais pu dire oui \u00e0 un homme, je n\u2019en ai gard\u00e9 aucun. Bien entendu, je n\u2019ai pu envisager d\u2019avoir un enfant. Je suis seule.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Je flotte, je suis une non-personne. Je ne suis capable de rien, ni en bien, ni en mal. Je me dissous dans le paysage, transparente.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Je regarde les autres de tr\u00e8s loin comme si je n\u2019\u00e9tais pas concern\u00e9e. Quand je me regarde dans une glace, je m\u2019\u00e9tonne d\u2019y voir l\u2019ombre d\u2019une femme.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">C\u2019est comme \u00e7a, il me manque quelque chose pour faire de moi une personne nette. Je n\u2019ai m\u00eame pas la gr\u00e2ce romantique d\u2019une photo floue.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Ce serait me rendre justice, lorsque je mourrai, qu\u2019on \u00e9crive sur ma tombe\u00a0: ci-git une femme qui n\u2019a jamais vraiment su qui elle \u00e9tait.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #ff0000;\">ET DEMAIN, THE SQUARE, CRITIQUE AISEE N\u00b0106<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>La seule chose que j\u2019appr\u00e9cie vraiment c\u2019est le flou. Le flou des choses, le flou des gens. C\u2019est un \u00e9tat confortable que je connais bien, je suis moi-m\u00eame quelqu\u2019un de flou. Tout d\u2019abord il y a mon physique. On ne peut donner de moi une description tr\u00e8s pr\u00e9cise\u00a0: ni grande ni petite, ni grosse ni &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/www.leblogdescoutheillas.com\/?p=8659\" class=\"more-link\">Continuer la lecture de <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">Floue<\/span> <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_mo_disable_npp":"","_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":true,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2},"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false},"categories":[13,2],"tags":[39],"class_list":["post-8659","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-fiction","category-textes","tag-marieclaire"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.leblogdescoutheillas.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8659","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.leblogdescoutheillas.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.leblogdescoutheillas.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.leblogdescoutheillas.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.leblogdescoutheillas.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=8659"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.leblogdescoutheillas.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8659\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.leblogdescoutheillas.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=8659"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.leblogdescoutheillas.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=8659"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.leblogdescoutheillas.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=8659"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}