You know how these days you get to choose your seat from an online diagram of the plane before you fly? Well, I've decided it's way too much freedom for me - like a page right out of Sartre. I'd just rather not have the burden of thinking "damn, if only I'd clicked on 26B, I'd be sitting next to that nice old lady instead of this creep." Am I the only one who feels this way about it? Anxiety resulting from an excess of freedom?