Earthquake Season

Mental health requirements notwithstanding, I just couldn't stop myself turning on the tv. The helicopter footage is heartbreaking. The Sunday quiet means it's easy to hear the low, deep rumble of traffic and the helicopters in the park and it all reminds me of the Northridge earthquake.

I woke up because a giant was at the end of the bed pulling it backwards and forwards. I guess the waves were hitting the granite of the Hollywood Hills which pushed the movement back again. The roaring sound was incredible plus everything seemed to be crashing and falling. Only 6.8, the one in Pakistan was 7 something and "it's exponential" takes on new meaning after that.

What I didn't realise about earthquakes is there are millions of 'aftershocks'. They start and in a split second your heart starts pounding and everything starts shaking again, but just for a few seconds. It shakes itself out quite quickly. The original, main one seemed to go on for ages but I think it was just 30 seconds.

When I got to my sister's, she put the kettle on and I found PG Tips in the cupboard. A few days later I bought a crowbar, weird what you remember.