People are afraid of stupid things. I know someone who is afraid of driving over bridges, even ones that are merely overpasses.
I, on the other hand, am afraid of ice. Not ice cubes (that would be really stupid), or even ice on the road or sidewalk. I’m afraid of ice on ponds, rivers. More specifically, I’m afraid of falling through ice. Something in a past life, I think.
And now I have a new fear.
That Ira Glass will call me and shame me because I haven’t donated to NPR. He’s doing that now; I heard him this morning.