The Antics of Fear

So, the other night I was totally immersed in this book Time of the Twins from the Dragonlance chronicles, and I'm in the middle of the very descriptive paragraph about how this guys skin is crawling...and I feel something crawling on my arm. It's a spider, a big looking one. According I freak out, throw the book across the room, and proceed the smack myself in the arm for about thirty seconds until I am sure the damn thing is gone. Now, under normal circumstances a daddy long legs wouldn't bother me in the least. But perhaps those of you who are readers will understand this outburst.
And then last night, I was trying to hang with a friend of mine who I know is having a pretty rough time right now, and that I haven't seen in awhile. So I call, and call, and call. Finally I decide that her cell phone must be off and that I have been dialing the wrong home phone number. So I just head over to her moms house, where she is staying temporarily, and her cars not there. So I go check at her apartment, no car there either, so I check at her work, no car, and then in desperation I go to her husbands work, and he tells me she is at her moms, and that he has the car. This makes sense. So I go back to her moms house, walk up the drive-way, and there she is sitting at the table, I can see her through the window. I knock, no answer. I look through the window, she's not there. I knock again, a little louder. No answer. I wait, maybe she is just being slow. Not the case. I knock again, no answer. So I leave her a note tapped to the door and leave. And now I am wondering WTF? did I do something to make her angry with me? Is everything ok? Why is she ignoring me? She wasn't, the situation has been resolved.

However, these two occurrences leave me wondering a little bit about fear, about being afraid. Twice I was afraid in a way, not a debilitating fear, but still fear. Since I am not really afraid of much, it struck me as odd. And now, it leaves me thinking. Which is never a good thing. I don't really have a point to this, btw, I'm just rambling.