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A good shake
11 years ago
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life is good... ain't it so?
Halo and welcome to one of my not very important stories about my life.
Todays Episode
The shake.
IT was late night, I was tired of working on my desk and had to take a shower, but instead I flopped on the bed and fell asleep. Among the nonsense that my dreams usually tend to be, and they hardly ever make sense. There is this dream that keep coming to me and I have been having for many years now. And its that I am outside on the front porch and see a plane crash on the other side of the hill ( I live near what used to be a creek) Sometimes its a big plane, One times it was a blimp, once it was a Helicopter, sometimes it was day, others, night, others rain. and so on. Some times this dream was very sad and I would call the cops or so, other times the planes managed to land in ridiculously small spots. Sometimes it was very very detailed and realistic.. and others The planes looked goofy and cartoonish.... For some reason I get that weird scary dream/nightmare every now and then.
And yet on the 8th I had the scariest dream I had, and I saw it so because it turned out to tell me what would happen during the day. Like many dreams I don't recall much, but I remember that all of my family was home, it was about 4 PM and the sky was grey, I was doing some mundane shit when in the dream things started to shake. An earthquake was happening in my dream and it was Strong. I yelled at my family to get out and we did, Suddenly rain broke out strong and the quake stopped, the house was now split in half and caved in the middle, and a ton of water was coming in thru there, I don't recall much more I woke up, wondering if I had in fact slept thru a strong quake. It was about 3 AM my door was open, checked my phone and nothing. A nightmare I thought. I had never dreamed about an earth quake before. Ten years ago I dreamed of a tsunami which might in fact have been the one in Sumatra, but I dunno I try not to think about it. But I can remember it at bit too well.
Following Morning I woke up sore for sleeping in bad positions. Tell my mother about what I had dreamed and that I had never dream on such. She tells me It could be foretelling me something. I knocked on wood hoping it would not. Went out fed the dogs cleaned their shits, went to the street cleaned the shit on the sidewalk. went back inside and it was almost noon. I hadn't taken a shower yet so I naturally sat on my ass and checked my laptop. It was about 12:03 Mexico City, when I felt a strong shaking from side to side and my window began to rumble as well as my closet doors. I FREAKED I scream out to my mother to get out, she was downstairs checking facebook like all MODERN moms, She grabbed my niece and walked outside and sat on the stairs by the patio. I was hyperventilating scared expecting the things in my dream to happen. The sky was grey and I looked up a few times waiting for the rain to come down. It didn't and by the time I noticed the shaking had long died out. The house was as solid as always and nothing or no one around the house seemed to have cared that much.
Turned on the radio. radio always gets the Info first and from the best sources. TV is all images and talk of people running. 6.8 said the US seismology service a few minutes later and 6.6 said Our 1970's Turtle speed Mexican Service past 30 minutes of "adjusting" I finally took a shower and relaxed thinking about what I had been thru and what did not happen to me, but did happen elsewhere. IN the epicenter of the Earthquake (AK the strongest felt and origin) IT had been pouring all day and I'm sure some one's house was split in half...
Todays Episode
The shake.
IT was late night, I was tired of working on my desk and had to take a shower, but instead I flopped on the bed and fell asleep. Among the nonsense that my dreams usually tend to be, and they hardly ever make sense. There is this dream that keep coming to me and I have been having for many years now. And its that I am outside on the front porch and see a plane crash on the other side of the hill ( I live near what used to be a creek) Sometimes its a big plane, One times it was a blimp, once it was a Helicopter, sometimes it was day, others, night, others rain. and so on. Some times this dream was very sad and I would call the cops or so, other times the planes managed to land in ridiculously small spots. Sometimes it was very very detailed and realistic.. and others The planes looked goofy and cartoonish.... For some reason I get that weird scary dream/nightmare every now and then.
And yet on the 8th I had the scariest dream I had, and I saw it so because it turned out to tell me what would happen during the day. Like many dreams I don't recall much, but I remember that all of my family was home, it was about 4 PM and the sky was grey, I was doing some mundane shit when in the dream things started to shake. An earthquake was happening in my dream and it was Strong. I yelled at my family to get out and we did, Suddenly rain broke out strong and the quake stopped, the house was now split in half and caved in the middle, and a ton of water was coming in thru there, I don't recall much more I woke up, wondering if I had in fact slept thru a strong quake. It was about 3 AM my door was open, checked my phone and nothing. A nightmare I thought. I had never dreamed about an earth quake before. Ten years ago I dreamed of a tsunami which might in fact have been the one in Sumatra, but I dunno I try not to think about it. But I can remember it at bit too well.
Following Morning I woke up sore for sleeping in bad positions. Tell my mother about what I had dreamed and that I had never dream on such. She tells me It could be foretelling me something. I knocked on wood hoping it would not. Went out fed the dogs cleaned their shits, went to the street cleaned the shit on the sidewalk. went back inside and it was almost noon. I hadn't taken a shower yet so I naturally sat on my ass and checked my laptop. It was about 12:03 Mexico City, when I felt a strong shaking from side to side and my window began to rumble as well as my closet doors. I FREAKED I scream out to my mother to get out, she was downstairs checking facebook like all MODERN moms, She grabbed my niece and walked outside and sat on the stairs by the patio. I was hyperventilating scared expecting the things in my dream to happen. The sky was grey and I looked up a few times waiting for the rain to come down. It didn't and by the time I noticed the shaking had long died out. The house was as solid as always and nothing or no one around the house seemed to have cared that much.
Turned on the radio. radio always gets the Info first and from the best sources. TV is all images and talk of people running. 6.8 said the US seismology service a few minutes later and 6.6 said Our 1970's Turtle speed Mexican Service past 30 minutes of "adjusting" I finally took a shower and relaxed thinking about what I had been thru and what did not happen to me, but did happen elsewhere. IN the epicenter of the Earthquake (AK the strongest felt and origin) IT had been pouring all day and I'm sure some one's house was split in half...
I was born in Oakland in 88, the famous earthquake there a year later destroyed our house, that's why we moved to Small Town USA, now I'm in LA where there's tons of small quakes all the time and medium-big ones fairly often, it focuses me but I don't freak at this point.