Last year, Steve felt an earthquake. Yesterday, it was my turn. Wanna hear something weird though? Steve was in the same house and didn’t feel it!
I came back in from a walk. I sat down and started looking through stuff. Suddenly, my chair went shake, bump, shake, bump. I thought maybe Trix was behind me, and had decided to give her ear a scratch. No, no Trix. Then the motion felt kinda like my chair had become a porch swing, or like I was dizzy and the chair was swaying. Then, in time with the swaying, I heard rattle, rattle, rattle!
Duuuudes! Did we just have an earthquake? I wrote that on Twitter, and at the same time, several people all up and down the United States and Canada started talking about it.
And it was confirmed. I did feel an earthquake.
I called Steve to me, but by the time he got there, there was nothing to be felt. He didn’t feel a thing. He was washing dishes and had no idea what I was on about.
It’s really freaky to see people mentioning earthquakes at the exact same time. Seeing it on Twitter made me feel like we’re all connected more than we realize.
So I’ve felt my first earthquake ever. But really, Mother Nature, you can stop shaking us up and blowing us around. You have shown your awesome power inGoderich. We know we’re insignificant compared to you. Now, pleeease stopstopstop. We don’t need anymore death and destruction.