I was sound asleep and rather enjoying it.
First came dim perception of something amiss. I think it was the windows rattling. That's usually the case.
Then came the shaking. It wasn't too crazy, but it was enough for me to awaken and realize an earthquake was going on. And it went on for a bit.
I didn't hear the sound of breaking glass or car alarms, so I went back to sleep pretty quickly.
I'm a California boy. I have my moments of being blase about earthquakes.
Hours later I stirred, got up, and eventually turned on the TV as I wolfed down breakfast.
Apparently there was a 6.1 quake up in the American Canyon area.
6.1 is... not small. Huh.
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