Earthquake!

I'm still swaying. As you've probably heard a 5.8 earthquake just shook Los Angeles, my first one out here. I was on the 7th floor of the Pacific Design Center in West Hollywood, which is like all glass. It's a large building and it was rocking to and fro. We've been having construction going on so at first we thought it was something they were doing outside, but then the vibrations kept coming in waves and increasing in strength. One person exclaimed "It's an earthquake," and a couple of girls here at work got under their desks.

Being from New York, I didn't know what to do, I just sat in my chair looking up a the swaying light hanging from the ceiling and riding it through. What was especially creepy is that it felt like a really long time and I wasn't sure when it was going to stop.

The sound system alarms went off in the building telling people to remain calm and inside. I felt reassured since I knew one of the architects of this popular building and awhile back he had told me that the building was super safe and in fact where you wanted to be if an earthquake hit. So I stayed inside, trying to ignore the idea of 9/11 and when they had heard a similar message, but that's apples and oranges.

This wasn't my first earthquake actually. When I was a little kid an earthquake happened in Westchester, NY in 1986. It was early morning and I was sleeping but awoke to my brass bed shaking, I thought someone was under it moving it, so I ran into my mom's room and saw her sitting up in her bed, which was also shaking. I then thought it was a tornado and had visions of Dorothy. Then it stopped and we sat and watched cartoons in my mom's room.
I hope the after shocks aren't bad.