So that's what I wanted to do after I woke this morning to a huge jolt and then some seconds of shaking. Have I ever mentioned that I hate earthquakes? I know I go on excessively about the weather here, the outrageous beauty of it and how ever since I've moved out here (15 years ago), the winter months are no longer ones where I feel faintly suicidal. I really hate earthquakes, though -- and particularly the awful jittery, faintly nauseous feeling I have for hours afterward. Like right now. Some people are charged up and excited, and they're probably the same kind of people that love the crazy rides at amusement parks or think bungee jumping off of skyscrapers is cool, but that is not me. I hate earthquakes. Feeling the very ground under your feet shake and sway is a feeling like no other, and it's not good. At least for me.
Happy St. Patrick's Day, though. I do love the Irish. I might have to have a Guiness before noon to calm my nerves.
I can't help but think of the parallels between seizing and quaking, and no wonder you hate them. No wonder. Sending love.
ReplyDeleteSophie was telling you it was coming. Hopefully this will mean her seizures will subside again.
ReplyDeleteI thought this too, about Sophie's recent seizures. Hoping she can get back to feeling better, now.
ReplyDeleteI think I'd have a shot of Irish whiskey with a Guiness back. But that's just me.
ReplyDeleteWhat a peculiar picture. Where do you find these things?! Anyway, I hope the earthquake queasiness has passed by now. :)
ReplyDeletei'm terrified of earthquakes - i'm an earth person, and i like my ground firm and still :)
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