My journey
The ground beneath our feet is the base of everything physical. We find shelter on it, we eat food grown in it, we use fuel found deep inside it. We build our lives on it. I see my future on it. I dream from my bed, in my home, built on top of it. So what happens then when the ground beneath our feet suddenly becomes our enemy? What happens when this thing we’ve always trusted, always counted on turns against us? I had just walked into my apartment and put my bag down when I heard this strange noise, like nothing I had ever heard before and the walls started to vibrate. My first thought was that someone was drilling on the other side of my living room wall but within second the vibrating turned to shaking. The entire house was shaking. I looked at my doorway and my cement walls were waving like jello. I stood, shocked, not having a clue what was happening. Things were falling off the walls and smashing all around me. It was then I heard someone outside yelling, “Get out! Get out! Every...