Little Earthquake
Jun. 19th, 2022 11:01 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
3.9 earthquake last night. That's not a dangerous one, don't worry. The place I live is prone to little shakes, but not big ones. Not on a fault line, something something sediment, whatever.
The house shuddered. It waited thirty seconds, and shuddered again. It comes up through the walls, moving the whole house as one piece. Everything was fine, not even a painting fell off the wall.
When I was a kid, we lived somewhere different. There was a big earthquake that collapsed buildings and killed people in a nearby city. It happened in the middle of the night, and my parents woke up, grabbed us, and we spent the rest of the night outside. We camped in the yard for a while after that, I forget how long. That was all that happened, our house was fine afterwards, we were fine.
I'm still a little unsettled by yesterday's nothingburger earthquake.
I don't think it's unusual to dislike natural disasters. We have had earthquakes, hurricanes, and forest fires (in different locations and intermittently, I did not grow up in some kind of hell zone). I am currently living in a no hurricane zone, but I'm still suspicious of certain kinds of winds or clouds. (A light but unceasing wind, a sky where the clouds are all on their way somewhere and then you run out of clouds.) We have a big risk of forest fire here. The fires got too close for comfort last year. So really, I should just worry about the fires, instead of the earthquakes or the wind, both of which aren't a real concern here.
There have been earthquakes here before, while I was visiting, while I've been living in this house. I don't know why yesterday is still bothering me.
The house shuddered. It waited thirty seconds, and shuddered again. It comes up through the walls, moving the whole house as one piece. Everything was fine, not even a painting fell off the wall.
When I was a kid, we lived somewhere different. There was a big earthquake that collapsed buildings and killed people in a nearby city. It happened in the middle of the night, and my parents woke up, grabbed us, and we spent the rest of the night outside. We camped in the yard for a while after that, I forget how long. That was all that happened, our house was fine afterwards, we were fine.
I'm still a little unsettled by yesterday's nothingburger earthquake.
I don't think it's unusual to dislike natural disasters. We have had earthquakes, hurricanes, and forest fires (in different locations and intermittently, I did not grow up in some kind of hell zone). I am currently living in a no hurricane zone, but I'm still suspicious of certain kinds of winds or clouds. (A light but unceasing wind, a sky where the clouds are all on their way somewhere and then you run out of clouds.) We have a big risk of forest fire here. The fires got too close for comfort last year. So really, I should just worry about the fires, instead of the earthquakes or the wind, both of which aren't a real concern here.
There have been earthquakes here before, while I was visiting, while I've been living in this house. I don't know why yesterday is still bothering me.