For some of us, for the Heathenic among us perhaps, this is why the idea of sex during separation isn't an unappealing idea.

To have that human connection, even for a half-hour (yeah, right, keep dreaming, old boy! wink ), sure sounds good right about now, fleeting, transitory, and even meaningless though it might be. To just be wanted, regardless of the reason why, by another adult, for one day, instead of constantly picking at the scab of our rejection by Who We Thought Was The One. 'Tis a consummation devoutly to be wished, said the Dane.