Wednesday, March 2, 2011

On a Little Tremor

The night before last, I woke up in the middle of the night to my bed shaking.  I lay there wondering what would prompt me to get out of bed and crouch in a doorway.  Probably a swinging ceiling fan.

The tremor was in the news but no one else seemed to have felt it, not even my house guest in the room next door.  Not even my earthquake alarm, which must also have been wondering at what point will it stir itself to do something.

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