damn

So I was hoping I had some archival evidence of my 15 year-old self's reaction to the 6.8 earthquake I experienced in February 2001. But apparently I didn't enter the world of online journals until starting my deadjournal in May 2002, and here I think was November 2003. But if I had had a live or dead journal at the time, my post probably would have contained squees. Because when I was in that earthquake I was a self-centred teenager and I didn't think of things like damage and death and whatnot. My thoughts were, this is my first earthquake and wow it's kinda fun.

Now? I just want to slap my teenage self, because omg. I hate the little earthquakes because they make me pause to wait and see if it's going to get any bigger. If it's a big one I am worried I will be slow to react because of so many little ones lulling me into thinking it's not going to happen. Not only that but being all growed up now I have to think about things like Survival kits and plans, and will this be covered by insurance. I worry that our wall unit isn't bracketted to the wall, and that the tv isn't secured to its stand.

But, I have to remind myself... no matter how much we plan and prepare for any of these eventualities, a natural disaster of a severe magnitude is going to be bad no matter what. There's only so much I can do and the rest is up to Mother Nature and pure blind luck.

Fin.