My sister K. has a Myspace blog and yesterday, her birthday (Happy Belated Birthday!), she wrote a post about driving across a bridge and imaging her car going over the edge.
Would she try to save herself? Would she drown? Would she suddenly, under pressure, learn to swim?
And she also pondered the basic “WTF is wrong with me that I am pondering this?”
“Dude! I think about that EVERY TIME I cross a bridge.”
And tonight, tonight I am going to a party, a blogger bash, to be precise. Not to be too personal, but earlier when I went to the restroom I struggled with the button of my pants, which prompted more worries. *What if I drink too much at the party? My motor skills would go down. AND I’d have to pee a lot.
I imagined my friend Katie calling my husband and to say, “Um, can you come get Jennifer, she’s too drunk to drive home AND please bring a pair of clean underpants.”
Is this normal? Do other people have such irrational fears?