Things that freak me out: crowds, sitting in crowded, closely-spaced rows of chairs, porta-potties, being separated from my group, standing in lines, being cold and underdressed, watching people eat, peeing on leg, circus food, bottled water, people that know me whom I don't think I know, mustard, being unsure of where exits are, antibacterial soap, children, norms, open back shirts with nude-colored bras, police, litter, and being, ultimately, lost.
