Eclipses and earthquakes

We just had a 4.8 earthquake here on the East Coast. It felt really different from the one we had in 2011. Like in that one, I was sitting at my desk. But the last time, the floor felt like a wave and my chair was rolling back and forth. The grass cracked on several framed prints. The shelves next to my desk were rocking, I was afraid they would fall over.

In this one, it just felt like something huge hit the side of my house. The entire building shook.

For some reason, eclipse periods activate earthquakes. Same as it ever was!

Life from the back seat

Last week I had to take an Uber to the doctor’s, and I got into a conversation with the driver. He told me about when he was a FedEx driver, and got shot in the stomach. He has a license to carry and shot back, killing his assailant.

He wasn’t happy about it, said it still bothered him. He said he’d like to talk to some youth groups about gun violance.

We started talking about all the young kids who get shot down almost every day. “I know,” I said. “It’s why I want to move out of here. It’s just so sad, that every single day, another little kid gets killed.”

“I grew up in Brooklyn, and I never saw all the guns I do here,” he said, shaking his head.

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