Funny, social etiquette is the double edged blade which causes people to suffer. I froze, not because of lack of courage, but because social etiquette and the people in my way dictate my actions. She went to get her phone and call someone (which is typical for people to do when they feel uncomfortable) and I felt like how the Yankees feel now. I should have gone to her to introduce myself. I feel like I can completely understand The Elephant Vanishes now but I did not meet her previously. It’s strange; I didn’t realize that it was more of a vibe or a feeling I had to respond her engages with conversation rather than her body. I noticed her face(which was extremely beautiful by anyone’s standards) and her chest, which was a C or D, but those details do not matter, I wanted to engage her in conversation, to find out if her mentality was what I thought it was. I remember her, much later after the fact. I was as if she was different from the usual rude/abrasive girls I see on the train.