earthquake!

the sound woke me up first, i think. something in the bathroom or the closet was making a high metal-on-metal sound. there was a slight shaking, which registered only after i was awake. the shaking became more intense and there was a lower rumbling sound. we sat up and tried to rationalize what was happening. it was too intense to be some particularly “active” neighbors, but that was my first thought.

after it was over, we sat in bed, trying to figure out what happened and what (if anything) to do about it, ready to jump into a door frame (after fetching the kid) if the world started shaking again. it seemed sort of absurd that it was over so quickly. i kept waiting for sirens to go off, but all i heard were cars driving on the street below. shouldn’t the power have gone out? shouldn’t *something* have happened that was more significant than …well, nothing, really?

thank goodness for twitter and other local folks who felt it and reported in, or i might have suspected neighbors a bit longer. it was almost a half-hour before the local news picked it up.