I Forgot the Best Sex of My Life

But I remember how to have really good sex

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I know you can’t always solve things by thinking, but it has always been my go-to method; when I wanted to clear my head; when I am facing problems; when I want to remember and draw conclusions. Thinking is good to take inventory, to list the pros and cons, to take the rational path to heal.

I recently wrote about my low libido.

And while I have some ideas what can be the root of it, both emotionally and physiologically, I thought to tackle the low sex drive as I was tackling writer’s block. Just doing it would be the best way, but as I am single and I don’t have armies of FWBs and handsome fuckboys lining up at my door, I don’t have any upcoming dates that can turn into some new relationship, giving me the well-deserved and well-needed infatuation to boost my sex drive — I thought that thinking about it, writing about it, watching it will help the situation.

Thinking of sex, my mind kept circling back to a one-night-stand, that turned into another night and a very low-intensity long-distance relationship — with the promise of meeting again some time. I’m not surprised that this is where my mind wanders, because it was magical, but I am indeed very surprised that I am not thinking about the sex with my ex — even though we were together for…