Feb 26, 2021
6 min read
The Sound of Silence
When Your Politically Possessed Mother Stops Talking to You
On July 30th at 4:29am, a magnitude 4.2 earthquake roused me right out of my REM cycle. I remained in situ as I waited to see if this seismic interloper would evolve into something that might require me to get out of bed and take cover in the doorway. Thankfully, the shaking tapered off and I managed to fall back to sleep for another hour.
