My first earthquake! It was on the morning of St. Patrick's Day. I was a huge dork and really excited about it. The email I sent after (because I'm too lazy to retype the experience.):
"I had my bedroom window open last night. I was laying in bed awake this morning between my snooze button hits and I heard what sounded like a huge gust of wind, like during gigantic thunderstorms. Then my bed started shaking. I thought "wow, it's really windy, but why is my bed shaking? Oh, I bet this is an earthquake." And then it was over. I was about 15-20 miles away from the epicenter I guess. I looked on Twitter soon after and saw that it where it was centered and that it was a 4.4. I would take an earthquake over a tornado any day."
Granted, the earthquake was small, especially where I was, but given how terrified I am of tornadoes, earthquakes any day. It did make me realize that I should possibly be slightly more prepared than I am now in case a big one hits and there's actual damage and destruction. I'm not prepared at all, so that should probably change sometime soon. It's on my to do list.
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