Okay, maybe this makes me weird. Feel free to share if you think I'm weird. But it totally makes my day when I feel an earthquake. I feel like a member of some exclusive club. I'd never felt one until right after Christmas. I was at a fancy dinner with Mushroom Man, and suddenly the house felt like it was sliding. Then I felt one a few days ago, at the Ballet building. And then tonight.
Tonight was definitely the best one. It was a solid five-ten seconds of shaking, subtle, but enough to notice.
I don't know why I enjoy the earthquakes so much. "Natural disasters" generally freak me out. I am terrified of tornadoes, to the point where a tornado warning in Houston would cause hyperventilation. Earthquakes, however, have always fascinated me. Not that I'm encouraging the San Andreas to party like there's no tomorrow. I cannot conceive of an earthquake that results in disaster. But the little ones? Yeah, I think they're cool.
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I loooved earthquakes growing up. Have a vivid memory of getting ready for school and seeing the cat take off across the living room a second before the ground started to shake. good stuff
I've never, ever felt an earthquake, so unfortunately I can't pretend to know what it feels like.
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