2-9-09

For some reason, family members needed to borrow my bed. It's nighttime now and I wonder where I'm going to sleep and see a couple of beds in the next room and a couch. I'm in a strange house and it's like I live here but it's also like I'm a guest because I need a bed for the night. I get a blanket to lay on and head for the couch when the floor begins to wobble back and forth. Then the house turns on its foundation and my mother is here and we cling to each other as this happens. It's an earthquake! When everything stops shaking, I see well defined cracks in the ceiling.

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