Second.. apart from my cooking-boiling-addingsaltpepperspices-phobia i also suffer (or enjoy - it depends) some sort of claustrophobia or whatever it is when i start to suffocate. But still i feel good squeezing myself into tiny places with back and knees resting against the wall.. here i almost squeezed myself.. not. Probably it has smth to do with antenatal period and blah-blah-blah..
And finally this is exactly what i want to do sometimes when ppl/coincidences/emotions piss me off and i feel that i\m almost overdone.
And that is all the truth. Almost.