Aaaaah. There was an earthquake last night that registered 4.1 in Frick and then 4.4 a few seconds later here in Baden, which means practically under my house, in my house, all around me sitting in my bed. Jumpity thump thud thud. I lived in Seattle for a year and experienced a minor quake there, and now two since moving here. It’s a rare occurrence, but still wigs me out. At least a 4.4 affects nerves more than property.
I give up. If it has to be in my head, it has to be in everyone’s head.
Well thanks, now it is. Before it was “whole lotta shakin’ goin’ on.”