I’m weirdly earthquake sensitive, known for waking up in the middle of the night feeling the bed shake and thinking “This is it!” only to realize that “it” was just Andreas violently rolling over on his side of the bed. When the Nisqually earthquake happened in 2001, I had no delay of wondering what was happening. Of course it was an earthquake. Me and the shifting plates, we’re totally close.
That said, I had to stifle my tectonic reflexes while visiting New York. Because when you feel the ground shaking beneath you there — it’s not an earthquake. Just a train.
PS: I’m home and I’ll write more about my trip soon. I’m cracked out from over-stimulation, and it’s gonna take me a couple days to come down.
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Hey there. I'm Ariel Meadow Stallings, a native Seattleite who's written my way up and down the Left Coast. Electrolicious is where I post daily randomata, but I also write for a living. My first book, Offbeat Bride, was published last year.
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March 9th, 2007 at 10:56 am
I was at home sick, sleeping on the couch during the Nisqually 2001 quake. I was dreaming of a TRAIN rumbling by, then woke up realizing it wasn’t a train (that was just a dream) but rather a big big truck driving by, then I woke up some more and realized that it was taking to long for the truck to pass. That’s also when I noticed a tube of chapstick rolling back and forth across my 4 ft wide table.
That quake, the way it rolled rather than shook, reminded me to the quakes in California. As a kid I would get super freaked out.
Looking forward to hearing tales from NYC.