{"id":1169,"date":"2023-07-25T21:09:42","date_gmt":"2023-07-25T17:39:42","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/hossein.id.ir\/blog\/?p=1169"},"modified":"2023-08-06T16:57:10","modified_gmt":"2023-08-06T13:27:10","slug":"%d8%aa%d8%b9%d8%b7%db%8c%d9%84","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/hossein.id.ir\/blog\/?p=1169","title":{"rendered":"Out of Service"},"content":{"rendered":"<p dir=\"ltr\"><img fetchpriority=\"high\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-medium wp-image-1171\" src=\"https:\/\/hossein.id.ir\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/maat-300x293.png\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"293\" srcset=\"https:\/\/hossein.id.ir\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/maat-300x293.png 300w, https:\/\/hossein.id.ir\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/maat.png 443w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/p>\n<p dir=\"ltr\" style=\"text-align: justify;\">I locked the doors of my office for the last time, my hands trembling with uncertainty. Three long years of my life had passed here in this city, a turbid dream that flickered with both joy and despair. I had worked tirelessly, sculpting faces and bodies, seeking perfection in a world that often felt distorted.<br \/>\nBut now, it was time to bid farewell. The weight of alienation pressed heavily upon me, a deep ache that had settled in my heart. I felt disconnected from this place and its people, like an outsider in my own existence.<br \/>\nAs I stepped out onto the street, I could not help but feel engulfed by a sense of discomfort. What if I had made the wrong choice? What if my dreams of relocating to a foreign land would dissolve into mere illusions? The what ifs haunted me, casting shadows upon my path.<br \/>\nI looked around, taking in the familiar sights of the square. The bustling crowds moved with purpose, oblivious to the storm of doubt raging within me. A sigh escaped my lips as I lit a cigarette, the smoke swirling in the air like a reflection of my thoughts.<br \/>\nIn that moment, I knew I could not stay. The dark and gloomy atmosphere mirrored my inner turmoil, fueling my desire for escape. I took a long drag, the bitterness of the tobacco mingling with my hidden fears.<br \/>\nWith one final glance at the office building behind me, I turned and ran. Away from the city that had been both my sanctuary and my prison. Away from the questions that haunted me, into the unknown.<br \/>\nI sprinted through the streets, my footsteps echoing in the silence of the night. The city lights blurred into a kaleidoscope of colors, and with every step, I felt a weight lifting off my shoulders. It was a leap of faith, a leap into the uncertain depth.<br \/>\nI had chosen my path, forsaking the safety of the known for the promise of a new beginning. The doubts still lingered, but as I ran, the wind whispered to me, carrying a fragment of hope. It was time to embrace the darkness and find my light amidst the shadows.<\/p>\n<blockquote>\n<p dir=\"ltr\">&#8220;And behold, I will lead you out from your place of uncertainty and alienation, for I am the light that guides your path. Cast away your doubts and fears, for in your faith, you shall find solace. Run with courage, for I am with you, even in the darkest of times.&#8221; &#8211; Psalm 23:4<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I locked the doors of my office for the last time, my hands trembling with uncertainty. Three long years of my life had passed here in this city, a turbid dream that flickered with both joy and despair. I had worked tirelessly, sculpting faces and bodies, seeking perfection in a world that often felt distorted. &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/hossein.id.ir\/blog\/?p=1169\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">Out of Service<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1169","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-1"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/hossein.id.ir\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1169","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/hossein.id.ir\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/hossein.id.ir\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/hossein.id.ir\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/hossein.id.ir\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=1169"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/hossein.id.ir\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1169\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1186,"href":"https:\/\/hossein.id.ir\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1169\/revisions\/1186"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/hossein.id.ir\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=1169"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/hossein.id.ir\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=1169"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/hossein.id.ir\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=1169"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}