“There’s been a shocking shortage of togas in my life,” she said on the phone. I considered her remark for a moment, running through the past years of coffee dates, dinner dates, dessert dates, assorted cocktails. Cocktail napkins for that matter. Quite right. Not a toga among them. Hell, not even a Third Date toga. […]
Sex and the Dating Dilemma of SSRIs
The dating pool I’ve been a single woman for a long time, dipping in and out of the dating pool for the better part of a decade. It was a slow re-entry, wading into the shallow end, then descending into the depths when I was ready. Fortunately, I came with a strong stroke or two […]