break brake

I heard the other day that

here in Central Canterbury

we are running out of adrenaline.

Rather we have been existing on earthquake adrenaline

and is finally running out.

I'm sure we have other kinds of adrenaline going on.

It's lasted two years so

that's not a bad run.

For those of you new to reading my blog,

those of us in the Christchurch area

have endured 11,000 and something earthquakes

since a whopping big 7.1 at 4.35am on Sept 4th 2010.

Of course some of the earthquakes are littleish and

since we have had so many we have become immune

from feeling them.

Most of the time.

The thing about our earthquakes,

yes we are possessive of them,

is that they are shallow.

When you hear of earthquakes in New Zealand

most of them are deep,

like 100kms deep.

Ours have averaging about 5kms deep.

Anyway this is very long winded way of saying

I am freaking tired.

So instead of blogging I've been sleeping.

A lot.
Unnaturally a lot.
I blame the adrenaline pendulum,
it's swung too far to the exhausted and got stuck.

But I think I'm back now.
It's summer (most days) so I'm back.