Earthquake... yay....
So... at around 4:45am a couple nights ago there was a 4.2 earthquake that seriously scared the daylights out of me.
It was such a unique experience, that I must write a LJ post about it...
Beryl was spending the night, and after finishing the book I was reading ('Ishmael' if you're curious at all) I went to sleep at 3:30am.
I was groggily woken up by this shaking that felt like a rolling feeling going from one palm to the other. It was scary because I was sleeping on my back, which I never do, so I felt disconnected from the earth, like I had no control over possibly being thrown from my secure position. I literally woke up gasping and panicking the minute it hit, and I clutched onto beryl's arm, probably sounding crazily incoherent. She consoled me and asked what was wrong, thinking I had a bad dream, and by that point I knew it was just an earthquake. But I was still scared for a few more minutes because my adrenaline was still pumping.
And I realized why, after I thought about it. Feeling helpless, like a cat on its back, was only the first thing. On top of this, the power light from my printer was on, casting a light against the opposite wall of the room. In front of the printer was my Siggo water bottle, causing it's shadow to be cast tall and dark against that opposite wall. I naturally sleep with my eyes half open, so when I start to wake up, or if I'm not completely asleep, I notice my surroundings before I'm even really coherent. This sort of thing has happened before. Also, when this happens, my perspective gets warped and I see objects and closer than they appear. This happened once a long time ago when my mom came in one morning to get my laundry basket (or something along those lines) and I jumped awake in my bed, because from my view I saw her as hovering over the side of my bed. She had just reached inside the doorway, and was actually nowhere NEAR my bed yet. So that shows how warped my vision/senses can get. So I'm sure that when the earthquake started, I saw this long dark shadow on the wall, and with the combination of the earthquake, it felt as if some dark nameless, faceless figure had somehow crept into my room and was viciously pushing the foot of my bed up and down causing it to shake.
It was a bizarre feeling to actually feel that sudden surge of panic. There's no warning, it's totally instant. I can't even really describe it. I think words FAIL to describe it BECAUSE it's so instant. Words are meant to be read slowly and logically, and this had not a single trace of either of those. I've been able to scare myself before... my imagination will wander into creepy thought land, reflecting on scary movie scenes or something along those lines. But that's a gradual fear, and that's getting 'creeped out' versus actually feeling terrified. It's instant, it consumes you, and thank god beryl was there for me to latch onto with a deathgrip, because it helped me stay grounded to reality. I don't know how i would have reacted otherwise.
I've been in earthquakes before, and they've never been a problem for me. I actually used to find them kind of fun. This is the first time this has happened, so it's definitely a new experience. I wonder if it'll affect my view on earthquakes from now on...? Anyway, yeah. That's it. I just needed to get that off my chest and out of my head. ~.~
It was such a unique experience, that I must write a LJ post about it...
Beryl was spending the night, and after finishing the book I was reading ('Ishmael' if you're curious at all) I went to sleep at 3:30am.
I was groggily woken up by this shaking that felt like a rolling feeling going from one palm to the other. It was scary because I was sleeping on my back, which I never do, so I felt disconnected from the earth, like I had no control over possibly being thrown from my secure position. I literally woke up gasping and panicking the minute it hit, and I clutched onto beryl's arm, probably sounding crazily incoherent. She consoled me and asked what was wrong, thinking I had a bad dream, and by that point I knew it was just an earthquake. But I was still scared for a few more minutes because my adrenaline was still pumping.
And I realized why, after I thought about it. Feeling helpless, like a cat on its back, was only the first thing. On top of this, the power light from my printer was on, casting a light against the opposite wall of the room. In front of the printer was my Siggo water bottle, causing it's shadow to be cast tall and dark against that opposite wall. I naturally sleep with my eyes half open, so when I start to wake up, or if I'm not completely asleep, I notice my surroundings before I'm even really coherent. This sort of thing has happened before. Also, when this happens, my perspective gets warped and I see objects and closer than they appear. This happened once a long time ago when my mom came in one morning to get my laundry basket (or something along those lines) and I jumped awake in my bed, because from my view I saw her as hovering over the side of my bed. She had just reached inside the doorway, and was actually nowhere NEAR my bed yet. So that shows how warped my vision/senses can get. So I'm sure that when the earthquake started, I saw this long dark shadow on the wall, and with the combination of the earthquake, it felt as if some dark nameless, faceless figure had somehow crept into my room and was viciously pushing the foot of my bed up and down causing it to shake.
It was a bizarre feeling to actually feel that sudden surge of panic. There's no warning, it's totally instant. I can't even really describe it. I think words FAIL to describe it BECAUSE it's so instant. Words are meant to be read slowly and logically, and this had not a single trace of either of those. I've been able to scare myself before... my imagination will wander into creepy thought land, reflecting on scary movie scenes or something along those lines. But that's a gradual fear, and that's getting 'creeped out' versus actually feeling terrified. It's instant, it consumes you, and thank god beryl was there for me to latch onto with a deathgrip, because it helped me stay grounded to reality. I don't know how i would have reacted otherwise.
I've been in earthquakes before, and they've never been a problem for me. I actually used to find them kind of fun. This is the first time this has happened, so it's definitely a new experience. I wonder if it'll affect my view on earthquakes from now on...? Anyway, yeah. That's it. I just needed to get that off my chest and out of my head. ~.~