I don't deal well with misalignments between people; when people throw me off kilter I feel it, more strongly than I should. I always take personally things which probably aren't; people's coldness, snide cracks, unfair comparisons. I worry that people think less of me than they do. I fear displeasure. It knots my gut up. It's amazing, though, how phone calls in the middle of the night, ones of apology, can blow that nervous mood out the window like it never existed. I don't have to worry. From some people apologies carry a stronger significance than they do from others.