I would by no means call myself claustrophobic. But every once in a while, I get a little panicked on the bottom floor of a parking garage. Something about all those heavy layers of concrete above me and low ceilings. It doesn't happen very often, but it's happened pretty often recently, due to the work they've been doing to my parking garage this summer:



Every few feet, there's a hole in the floor like this one! I'm terrified! You can see through the floor! I'm pretty sure it has to do with giving the concrete room to expand and contract, but it reminds me that there are tons and tons of concrete above my head with holes like this one. I'm not sure how much longer I can live like this. Fill the holes!