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The other day, it was around 11 p.M. And I was lying in my bed reading, there was a slight wobbling of my sleeping pole. This made me wonder, because at this time of the day it is very rare to see semi-trucks or armored trucks passing under my window. A subway hardly passes under my house, as far as I know. In a case like this, you might consider that what you have just read could have shaken you up. Or was I even trembling with emotion? Or was the slight tremor now even a stroke, one of the silent kind?? After feeling my forehead, I was able to rule out an attack of fever, and to be on the safe side, I checked to see if I was not alone in bed. Maybe I was involved in something and it was shaking, but no, I found that I was actually alone and no one was messing with me.
Because I live in a rented house, I now had the idea that the shaking could have been caused by the neighbors below me. Maybe there was a party or at least an orgy in their booths. But I could listen as much as I wanted, it was quiet in the house. That’s why I turned back to myself, and since I didn’t like the idea of having my own stroke, I took a look under the covers to see if there was a reason for the wobbling. But there everything was as usual, there were only the empty yogurt cups, the waffle iron, the challenge cup, durant’s cultural history of mankind (volume 12) and my tennis hit.