It’s hardly a novel idea that men and women experience the world very differently. But this anecdote from Octavia Arena drives home the point:

In the last 48 hours I have spent a significant amount of time with FIVE seperate men whom I count as friends who would not have sex with me. Not that I propositioned all of them, just two of them, the other three are a given. I suppose I should consider myself lucky that there are men in my life who enjoy my company and intellect without being carnally interested in me.

Note the tone of marvel and wonder. Ladies, that’s what it’s like for single men all the time.