I wonder if other Californians are like me.  When I find myself in different locations, I wonder how badly I’d be hurt if the big earthquake happened right then.  Like today at mall on the 2nd floor, I looked down and thought, “I’d probably survive but I might break a leg.”  When I’m in a high-rise, I’m not as optimistic.  My least favorite place is stuck at a red light under a freeway overpass, but if there’s a big truck in front of me, I feel safer because I’ve decided the truck would stop the chunks of concrete from landing on me.  Does that make me paranoid or do I just need a hobby?