I forgot how scary the temblores (small earthquake tremors) are! This one was bad. I usually look at my water bottle to see if it's a real temblor or one I'm imagining (which happens quite often, too, especially in the days following a real one). No need this time, the bags and things on my bed were moving. Everyone in the house ran downstairs, except the Japanese students. They seem to be used to this and are typically unfazed.
Praying we can sleep tonight without any more after-shocks.
Even more ominous is the giant black moth that appeared on the upper floor again this morning.
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