In March, I joined an online coaching program and met Tomas, a guy who would soon become a close friend.
This weekend, seven months later…I met him in real life.
He’s been sober for six years, so before the trip, I was boasting to my friends that I would save money this weekend by not buying any booze and by going to bed early each night. That didn’t happen.
It turned out that even though Tomas doesn’t drink or do drugs, he’s an incredible host and wingman who loves to have a good time. I felt like I was in college again, a man-sized child lost in the largest city in the country.
I…
• stayed out until 4am each night • played chess hustlers in Washington Square Park • befriended strangers when we were out and about • set up coaching sessions with those strangers • ate mushroom chocolate and woke up tripping with no idea where in Brooklyn I was • got late-night tacos both evenings • left my credit card at the last bar we went to • saw Seth Meyers walking with his son five feet from me in the park • got offered blow by the CFO of VICE • decided I would move to the city about ten times and changed my mind each time
Can I do this every weekend? Absolutely not.
But it’s times like these I never want to give up. I’ll gladly sacrifice my comfort for a day or two for memories and moments like I just had.
This weekend was…fun.
