{"id":2398,"date":"2022-06-21T10:03:00","date_gmt":"2022-06-21T16:03:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/winter-publishing.com\/welcome-to-winter\/?p=2398"},"modified":"2022-06-09T10:11:29","modified_gmt":"2022-06-09T16:11:29","slug":"a-scene","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/winter-publishing.com\/welcome-to-winter\/2022\/06\/21\/a-scene\/","title":{"rendered":"A Scene"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p>[5.31.22]<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>[Felt like writing this little moment down. I found it sweet how much she likes my long hair. She was so distraught when I burned sections of it. Though now apparently my hair is &#8220;medium&#8221; length, despite being able to come down to the bottom edge of my ribcage lmao.]<\/p>\n\n\n\n<div style=\"height:68px\" aria-hidden=\"true\" class=\"wp-block-spacer\"><\/div>\n\n\n\n<p>I wove my hands through my long, red hair as she drove us home. I paused when I found what I searched for: a section of burnt hair, touched by embers blown into my face by a well-timed gust of wind.\u00a0<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cWell, I did say I needed a haircut,\u201d I remarked with a laugh.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>She glanced over with brows knit upwards, her bright eyes shifting from my face to the strands grasped between my fingers.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cNo,\u201d she cooed, reaching over. \u201cI like your long hair.\u201d&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cI won\u2019t cut it all,\u201d I reassured. \u201cI just have to trim it and get rid of the hair I nearly burned off.\u201d Again, I offered a snicker, amused by my own tendency to hurt myself in mundane tasks.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>She made a face and focused on the road. \u201cDon\u2019t cut it all off,\u201d she said, her voice low and tender.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cI like it long,\u201d I replied. \u201cI\u2019m not going to cut it all off.\u201d&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cI mean&#8211;you do what you want with your own hair&#8211;it\u2019s your body and everything,\u201d she added quickly. \u201cIt\u2019s your hair.\u201d&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>A fond smile crossed my lips. She fretted about influencing my choices, about controlling me. Perhaps she did not realize I found affection in the way she loved my hair, the way she grew attached to my appearance. Perhaps she did not realize I found no harm in her words.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cI like it long,\u201d I reiterated, hoping my voice sounded as gentle as I intended it to be. \u201cSo you don\u2019t have to worry, love. I\u2019ll only be trimming it.\u201d&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cOkay,\u201d she said. She glanced at me with a soft smile on her beautiful lips. \u201cGood.\u201d<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I wove my hands through my long, red hair as she drove us home. I paused when I found what I searched for: a section of burnt hair, touched by embers blown into my face by a well-timed gust of wind.\u00a0<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_is_tweetstorm":false,"jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":true,"jetpack_social_options":[]},"categories":[283],"tags":[869,158,12,814,870,238,466,114,97,37],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p27tjX-CG","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/winter-publishing.com\/welcome-to-winter\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2398"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/winter-publishing.com\/welcome-to-winter\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/winter-publishing.com\/welcome-to-winter\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/winter-publishing.com\/welcome-to-winter\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/winter-publishing.com\/welcome-to-winter\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=2398"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/winter-publishing.com\/welcome-to-winter\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2398\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2399,"href":"https:\/\/winter-publishing.com\/welcome-to-winter\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2398\/revisions\/2399"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/winter-publishing.com\/welcome-to-winter\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2398"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/winter-publishing.com\/welcome-to-winter\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2398"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/winter-publishing.com\/welcome-to-winter\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2398"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}