After a rough nights sleep on the train, The Favorite Foods Diet I woke up and the woman across the aisle, She-Who-Wouldnt-Budge, started talking to me. Not very much, but she was actually pretty nice. It made me think that perhaps what she really needed was someone to just acknowledge her right to be there last night. Maybe the problem wasnt that she had a heart condition and needed to sit next to where the air was. Perhaps all she wanted was for someone to let her know, Im glad youre here. Youre more than welcome to share this space.