"The only thing that's left is work," said Robert, forty-two, an editor. "You've got so much to do, who has time to be romantic?"
Robert told a story, about how he'd recently been involved
was clear that it wasn't going to work out. "She put me through all these little tests. Like I was supposed to call her on Wednesday to go out on Friday. But on Wednesday, maybe I feel like I want to kill myself, and God only knows how I'm going to feel on Friday. She wanted to be with someone who was crazy about her. I understand that. But I can't pretend to feel something I don't.
"Of course, we're still really good friends," he added. "We see each other
all the time. We just don't have sex."