I’d Rather Nap Than Have Sex:

Confessions of a Midlife Libido

Let’s be honest: if sex and napping were in a cage match right now, napping would win—hands down, full-body KO, cozy blanket optional.

You know what I’m talking about.

Once upon a time, you might have ripped someone’s clothes off in a stairwell just because your song came on. Now? Your idea of foreplay is not being asked a single damn question for 45 minu…