Just nightmare fuel. heh. But part of it is that as I get older, I get more and more clastrophobic. My young brain didn’t pay attention, but my old brain doesn’t like getting into situations where it could be hard to breathe. Like… I’m a chair user, but I transfer and can even put the chair in my trunk and get into the car and drive. But I worry about being in an accident and being unable to get out of the car - not only for things like fire, but if my body were to be bent, I could easily get into a position where it would be difficult to breathe. And that sometimes triggers some mild panic that I have to calm before I can go drive. heh

When you’re young, you know you’re going to live forever. As I’ve gotten older, I appreciate how many times I haven’t died. :)