Last night was scary.
I was awake and lying in bed when I felt a little shake. "Oh it's another little earthquake." The little shake grew a little bit and began to rattle my sliding closet doors. It went on for like a minute. "Oh this is not good I thought.." Still in bed, I got my phone out and started googling. Nothing. "That was certainly not nothing." I thought to myself. I kept looking for something and then it was there. All of a sudden I get an alert from my weather app and a text alert: TSUNAMI WARNING.
I lept up, put clothes on. "Oh no oh no oh no oh no." Apparently I'm no good in a crisis. "Okay, stop. What do you need. Clothes. Blankets. Pillows." I started packing. Bad time to pack is when you need to go. I got it loaded in my car. I have sent to me land fall times. I'm not on the list but I still feel unsafe. I live less than four miles from the ocean and I live in a basement. "Not good not good not good not safe not safe not safe" The panic side of my brain keeps repeating. "Stop. Breathe. You're not on the warning. You're ready to go if you have to." Panic still says it's not safe to sleep in the basement, so I end up hanging out in the back of my car bawling my eyes out, cos my family lives 3000 miles away, they got a warning too, and my fish are still in the house. I didn't know what to do. Do I go? Do I stay? Am I overreacting? After the landfall warning time came and went I figured I should just go back inside. It was awful. Thankfully it turned out to be okay and no real damage occurred. I crashed just before the tsunami warning was disabled at 4 am. Every creak of the house, every whistle of wind had me on edge before exhaustion took over and I slipped into unconsciousness.
Today I am so thankful that it turned out to be fine but still so exhausted. Everybody is okay.
♥Fish momma to: Levi, Spatula, Daria, and Paperclip♥