minor tremor (journal entry)

There came a minor tremor a few minutes ago.

I was about to sleep when I felt the slight rock of the sofa's arm rest I was sitting on. It was that familiar sensation and uneasiness began stirring in my chest. I checked my Facebook taking a chance for a confirmation, or probably just to get myself something to do, but it seems I was the only one who noticed the small disturbance tonight, which didn't get followed by another one, fortunately. I try to invite back the lost sleepiness by listening to a Tchaikovsky favorite in the dimly lit bedroom. Shifting my focus outside, I could hear the sound of merriment from a fair distance in the neighborhood. The thought of people having fun relieves me quite of the uneasiness. I thought, what I'm feeling could be a small fraction of what people might have felt in the shadows of a disaster. It's the constant fear for something beyond our control. And it leaves us no choice but to hope for the worse not to come.

(Written: 16Dec2019)