Last night, I had another one of my dreams about the PCR caving in, taking the whole west coast in a huge tree-downing, city-crushing, tsunami-causing blast. I hate having this dream, it feels real. Every time I have it, I spend my whole night trying to reach and rescue friends and family. It’s exhausting. I wake up feeling like I haven’t slept in a week. I worry that I’m having premonitions. I worry the western seaboard is doomed. I worry that I’m worrying over something that won’t happen in my lifetime. Most of you know how rarely I worry. This one subject is a rare thing: something I fret over. If you live on the west coast and are reading this, please please please have a real plan, and a go-bag all packed up and ready to go for the big one. If only to appease and placate me.

Feb 17, 2018 at 7:52 PM
Last night, I had another one of my dreams about the PCR caving in, taking the whole west coast in a huge tree-downing, city-crushing, tsunami-causing blast. I hate having this dream, it feels real. Every time I have it, I spend my whole night trying to reach and rescue friends and family. It’s exhausting. I wake up feeling like I haven’t slept in a week. I worry that I’m having premonitions. I worry the western seaboard is doomed. I worry that I’m worrying over something that won’t happen in my lifetime. Most of you know how rarely I worry. This one subject is a rare thing: something I fret over. If you live on the west coast and are reading this, please please please have a real plan, and a go-bag all packed up and ready to go for the big one. If only to appease and placate me.
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