Earlier another strong shock, I did not hear because I was in the car.
The lunar landscape of the province now has charged that other stab Aquila, ash heaps and in the capital of which is unknown in most villages (up to 48 hours ago).
I have not slept in almost 2 days, this is about to start the third night I'll spend reading, watching TV, fuck on the Internet with an eye and an ear to the glass chandelier salon, homemade seismograph which seem effective.
The nerves are going to give in, despite me is more than 100 km from the Apocalypse did not take it anymore.
And the fear and tension are amplified by not being able to do anything concrete: I sent many sms from 1 €, I took charge of the first kinds of comfort in the collection centers, tomorrow I will go to the hospital to donate blood, but I would go there just to bring water or milk to the displaced.
will end, but when?
