I have zero aversion to sleeping in public. I have slept in coffee shops, the library; when I was in college I slept absolutely everywhere I could lay down in the academic building. I'm a tired person, so when I need to sleep, I need to sleep. One time I took a nap on this couch type thing they had in the women's washroom. I stuck my hands between my knees because it was so cold in the building. When I woke up the cold of my hands had transferred to the inside of my pants making me feel like I had wet myself. I felt so desperate and tired, I wandered around trying to find someone I knew who would hug me. I hope that's not a 'tmi' situation because I think it's a pretty funny story. It was a pretty funny incident for myself, not long after.