My favorite hotel, Isosceles, is renowned for its mission statement, “We Connect You.” I wished they could work their magic with my secret; I was losing the ability to connect. I sat at the mirror table in the lobby restroom, observing finely dressed younger women bustling in, chattering openly, about their sexual exploits. I smiled to myself, invisible in their world, noting the pressure inside me. They spoke of what they would do, wouldn’t do, and what they couldn’t wait to do. Ah to be young again and to have known then what I know now. The downfall for younger...