I just remembered that I had that all-too intense dream early Monday morning, before I left Seattle, about being there in my friend’s condo - asleep - and an earthquake shaking everything. The actual dream was that a small party of people came tromping into their unit where I was staying, waking me and carrying on with their libation as if I weren't there... then a significant shudder and shake and everything becoming chaotic for a number of minutes.
Today, here in L.A., a mere 48 hours later, there was a 5.4 magnitude earthquake. Fun coincidence.
It was an exciting and a little freaky feeling - the first earthquake I have REAlly been in. During my first-first one (Seattle 2001 Nisqually quake) - I was in bed ill at my mom’s place in Shoreline. The quake woke me up and I remember thinking it was the coolest feeling laying on a soft mattress above rolling and seemingly soft earth.
Today I ran outside into the flat and open parking lot of Current's Sonicpool office just in time to see distant windows flutter on other low-slung buildings... I imagined that every solid man-made thing I could see was just as I was back in Shorline... laying on a soft mattress of earth.
One day this bed will really shake. 'Big one' here in L.A. within 30 years they say? I can't decide if that is a problem for me or not.
