Or maybe it is just me that has some odd little insecurities.
But I know it is not just me. I work in a hospital. I meet lots and lots of people on a weird level of stranger/caregiver. We all have them: little things, little fears, little insecurities.
Do you know what one of mine is? Being in a public place at closing time. Maybe it comes from reading "Help! I am a Prisoner in the Library!" as a child, or maybe it is just some deep seeded fear of being alone. If I am in a store and they come on over the loud speaker and announce that the store will be closing in 15 minutes, I actually start feeling panicky. Now, I can talk myself down, but I guarantee that I am out of that door as soon as possible. Of course I married someone who has no problem being the last one at the Y, at the store, at the movie theater. A 2055 he is still meandering around a store, looking things over, while I am trying not to completely lose it.
Maybe this is why I really like stores that stay open all night.