10:48 Late Monday Night (20 October 2008)   (E/Z)2,4-dimethyl-4-hexene So. I thought I was ready. Being scared about it is ridiculous, and never something I thought I'd be. But then, with that thing wrapped around my arms and my middle and draping down my sides and legs, fear and panic gripped me, I wanted to cry and rip it all off. I felt suffocated. what does it mean? maybe just because it was someone else's. maybe it was someone else's fear and panic. it's not doubt, it's fear.