Daydreaming at the Sex Conference

The psychoanalysts are still thinking about sex, but somehow the thing itself has gone missing.

Returning to your hometown to attend a psychoanalysis conference may sound regressive, but I’ll let my shrink decide. That conversation will have to wait, though, as my shrink is attending too, and we decided to be strangers during the three-day affair, which I learn is a common arrangement. 

Despite any feigned estrangement, on the first day there aboun…