"Am I really hungry? Why is my stomach grumbling so much? Is this a panic attack?" These are my thoughts as I lay in bed, having hit snooze for the second time, trying to decide if I can return back to my dream or not. And then it hits me: oh, this is an earthquake.
I'm from the Midwest. So please excuse my nïavaté when it comes to recognizing that the earth is trembling. I'm more accustomed to recognizing the green hue of the sky before a tornado whips through the plains, than this.
Apparently it was a 6.4 according to this site. That sounds big to me. But really, the birds chirped loudly, my bed shook around a bunch, dogs barked, and then it faded. Pretty uneventful. That's the news from the south!
4 comments:
WOW! I have never experienced one. Isn't it funny how our brains try to fit new experiences into the boxes of old ones before acquiescing to the idea that it may just be something new?
Just glad you are ok!
SO glad to hear that you're okay. Apparently, there have been some 'quakes out here in OR since I've been here, but I have yet to feel one. I'm keeping my fingers crossed that it stays that way...
Megan,
Maybe it is time to come home and get a 'real job'. You could caddie for your Dad this summmer and assist him in his quest to hit it straight. It is an outside job and the company is very intellectual.
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