sycamore

Jeremy asks if I've had any good sex. That's when I'm more dramatic: I feel like there was a time, a number of years ago, when I felt a sense of so much possibility in sex, in sluttiness — and now it seems like everyone's so compulsive about finding dissatisfaction, and it makes me so depressed that I stop thinking about sex. I don't really have a libido, either — except at random moments when I'm on the bus or walking down the street and unfortunately it's not those random moments that are scripted to lead to something. (114)

Sycamore, Mattilda Bernstein. So Many Ways to Sleep Badly. San Francisco: City Lights Books, 2008.