Stories of my past: My first earthquake

Today I had my first earthquake experience. I was on the first floor of a house and the entire house was shaking. It felt like a giant was pushing down on the roof. It was really surreal. I looked at my friend and he looked at me with an incredulous look on our faces.

Then it was over. The news gave us the details. Perhaps it didn’t seem such a big deal to me because I had experienced a ride in Disneyland where the floor simulated an earthquake. That also was fairly gentle but it showed the kind of destruction that could happen with things “breaking” all around us. It was kind of fun then too. When it was over I was like “This is it?” I don’t wish for destruction, but variety is the spice of life is it not?