Earthquake

We had our first earthquake! Okay, well, not San Francisco, naturally. But I did. It was a 4.0. It wasn't very strong. More like a low rumble that you feel in the floor in waves. And, much like people say, it sounds a lot like a passing truck. But more like a truck that comes from everywhere and goes into nothing. Like Large Marge. It's kind of freaky actually. And then I hear the neighbors talking about it out the window. "Did you feel that?" That's the only confirmation I have that it really happened, but I know what it was. It's pretty unmistakable. Because at a certain level, when you realize that everything is shaking, and that there is no possibility there is a truck that big passing anywhere, or for quite that long, it begins to feel out of control, and you wonder what you're going to do if it gets worse.