I was sitting in the middle of the apocalypse, having a cup of coffee, when a big commotion came my way.

I listened to my breath, and raised the cup very, very slowly.

The phone rang faster, the blender whirred louder and louder, like an angry toddler. The building was grumbling, rumbling.

Then it all stopped, as though a tsunami had rolled over and passed on through.

I heard a voice ordering a breakfast taco, and a chair scraping against the floor. I took a sip, slowly sat the cup to the table, and read the funnies.