#day183 – surviving an earthquake

Since today I can say, I survived an earthquake. Hardly surprising, because I’m in a region in the world, where little earthquakes happen almost everyday. They are just too weak to notice them.

The earthquake tonight I felt pretty heavy. The natural disaster was a pinkish mixture of white wine (the cheapest one I ever had), pineapple ice-cream and grenadine. The earth was definitely moving after I finished it. I mean, how random is that? For me it sounds that there was an evening, when Chilean kids wanted to get drunk and the only things they found at home have been those. The birth of Terromoto.

I had myself for being so curious sometimes. For example today. I hope, this is one of my first and last times.

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