Take heed of mad folks in a narrow place.
I have a fear of heights and I'm claustrophobic.
I'm very claustrophobic.
Me being a skinny guy, I could crawl into the steel pit.
The other day, I was walking my dog around my building . . . on the ledge. Some people are afraid of heights. Not me, I'm afraid of widths.
I'm claustrophobic.
I avoid subways like the plague because I'm claustrophobic.
I'm a bit claustrophobic, I know that now.
I don't get claustrophobic.
I have a horror of being in confined spaces.
Luckily, I am not at all claustrophobic.
It would require a singularly stupid man to go hang around in narrow tunnels and cramped spaces alongside a threat like that. "And I, Harry Dresden, am that man," I stated.
