Tuesday, January 17, 2012


This day in 1994, when I was 9 there was an earthquake. I slept through the 6.7 shaker. That is all that I remember from the event. We lived in the hallway for hours and tried to fall back asleep but every time we would it felt like a giant was picking up our house and shook. 
When your 9, you just understand that we live on a surface that has plates and they don't always match.

Anyways, its funny that we now do not have to work on this day and this is all that I think about. 

Its funny, the things we remember. 

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