The big crack up

My big adventure with bay area earthquakes started many months ago.

Guess what - I was in an earthquake yesterday morning at 4:42.

I was asleep like a baby in my bed, and I open my eyes just in time to see the ENTIRE ROOM shaking like a toy box in the hands of god or something.

AHHHHHH. Here is it is the big ONE – I say to my self. But it stopped very shortly thereafter thank gdnss.

Anyways the big kicker is that wow there really is something out there in that big world. good to know the forces are at work, that my self one person is still subject to such large and potentious forces of NATURE.

what it told me though when I ran outside and no one was there, or when my dad asked me if sirens or dogs were barking is that, shit am I having a nervous break down!! No one else care that there is an earthquake, or maybe in made it up. Did it really happen and no one here to verify i am amidst reality, am i a ghost?

but foremost why the F____ am i living by myself in an isolated place? If Im going to go out in the great crack up - i better me in the bustle of the city, at least with people i know. So the earthquake made me, by thinking i could die, make me think well and if im alive, why they F____ am i having this type of break down and im not even dying.

life and death blah blah blah

but i think that a roler coaster has this kind of effect, or jumping on the trampoline too, because when you shake or free fall i think the blood moves differently like upwards or to the sides and that triggers different nerve responses and then you have new thoughts. so if anyone know s of a good roller coaster in the area please let me know! thank you.

Sita Pants also known as latatica