Parents and I were traveling to DC, dad made me empty my purse and backpack to check if it was bugged. While at the house I grew up in (this was way bigger and mission style) went through a huge earthquake. Dad said it was fine but I checked around for damage, like a crack in the house or foundation, found structural damage downstairs, and all I could think of is earthquakes are in CA not AZ, while dreaming of Manhattan and boats and the water.