As is often the case, sometimes I can't wait until the next things happens. But in so doing, I am missing the very thing, the very experience I could be experiencing. Like last night.
Deep in a thought, my older dog squeezes herself behind the blanket chest in the living room.
Way behind. The tv is sitting on this. (Old photograph - room is much changed now.)
At this point, I am on the floor doing my exercises and focused. My thoughts are on something else that has been on my mind most of the day. The older dog backs up, sits near the corner and comes toward me. The younger dog takes her place behind the blanket chest. I wonder if food is behind there but I know it is not. It couldn't be a mouse. Something is up for sure.
The music my new neighbor plays above me sends my equilibrium into a tizzy. She must have her speakers directly on the floor. I think this could be her speakers again. Just then, I feel a wave go behind the wall where both dogs briefly hid. I am quite aware of my dogs behavior now. They move closer and are sitting beside me. Looking about. I know something is up. An earthquake isn't on my mind just now.
Suddenly a loud boom occurs. Hence, being lost in my thoughts. Piezo-electric effect playing upon me like it does all afternoon. I write down the time. 7:12 p.m.
A few minutes later the phone rings. A quake is confirmed. My neighbors are now out in the halls. We go downstairs. A new friend mentions the chair next to him moved three inches away from the wall.
The following morning, today, actually, I noticed my pictures are a little off on that wall. The rest are level. Today at lunch, an aftershock ensues. The ice in my glass of iced tea is shaking. The waitress isn't aware despite my asking her if she felt a tremor. Neither is anyone else. It must have been under 2 on the Richter scale.
The piezo-electric effect continues.
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