There was an earthquake this morning. It was at 6:13am (according to my alarm clock). Well, I don't know if it was actually an earthquake, or just a really strong tremor. It was strong enough that it woke me up, and it increased in intensity to the point that I got worried and wondered if I should go outside or something. It began little and felt like someone was trying to gently shake me awake. That was my first thought as I was coming around to consciousness, "I sleep with my door locked...no one should be able to be shaking me awake, so why am I moving?" I was sleeping on my side and as the shaking intensified, it actually rocked my bed hard enough that I was rolled onto my stomach! The whole house moved for several seconds and I later found that the battery had even been knocked out of my wall clock! I was worried that the movement would set off the house alarm (which is triggered by any doors opening, or breaking the sensor). But thankfully it didn't and I didn't have to get out of bed.
Anyway, just thought I would share my little story of living on the Pacific's "ring of fire" (we're within a few hundred miles of several active volcanoes). This was the strongest one I've felt since being here. We get tremors about once a week, so I'm getting used to the ground moving.
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