Claustophobia

I'm claustrophobic. Usually this becomes aparent in caves, on narrow winding staircases (a climb to the top of the Duomo in Florence immediately comes to mind), in attics, on bunk beds (yeah, bunk beds!). It is one reason I really dislike crowds. At 5'3", most people are taller than me, so in a crowd I feel compressed in all directions.

I've actually been really proud of myself in regards to BART (half the stations are underground!). A few years ago, I would sit in silence in the transbay tunnel quitely hoping the tunnel would not collapse (nobody said phobias were logical). Now, I'm on it five days a week!

Today, I was not so good. I don't know if the picture does it justice, but the train was PACKED.

Inhale...2..3..4...Exhale...2...3...4