Imagination is a powerful thing. This morning i woke slowly. After all, it’s weekend, new year’s nd all that so there’s no need to get up early. Before really dropping out of infinity, all these things spin around in my mind and of course the earthquake in Aceh is always present.

What would it be if there was an earthquake here? Just a little one, nothing that would kill me, just … what would it be like?

And then, the bed started shaking.

I was stunned. I had to open my eyes, but the bed just went on shaking. It was a very modest shaking and i knew it was all in my mind anyway, but the experience was a little unnerving anyway. It felt like being in a moving boat, or car or aeroplane. Was this how a little earthquake would feel?

After half a minute, the tremor stopped. I had survied an earthquake, which was just in my mind. But i still think i will want to check with the USGS readings.