Everyday my purpose is to take a chance. They are not always ambitious chances that require great courage. Some are as simple as trying a new food or taking a different route to here or there. One thing I do try to do is meet a new person everyday. I try to have a genuine conversation with someone different on most days.
Once I met a guy coming home from work. It was a nice day and I decided to take a scenic walk home. I cut through a park some distance away from my apartment, and there the dude was smoking a cigarette. I said, “hey man can I have one of those?” He obliged, and gave me a light. After I said thanks, I gave him a compliment on his jacket. It was a pretty sweet looking jacket. He thanked me, and told me his ex-wife gave it to him. Coincidentally (or not) he said, he had just signed his divorce papers, too. I said, “Fuck man that sucks. I’m sorry.” He sort of shrugged it off in an “all good” manner. I thanked him for the cig, and said, “Hey man, let me repay you and buy you a drink. You look like you could use it anyway.”
At the bar we talked, of course, about his ex-wife. About how everything went down hill, and about how he wishes her the best and so on. I was a bit taken back that he had no bitterness towards her. I liked him for that. We talked about how he was happy they never had kids. How it would have sucked for the kids and all. We talked about some of his plans. We talked about work, and had drinks for a while. At the end of the evening we exchanged phone numbers, and plan to catch up for drinks again.
That was twelve years ago. Twelve years later we are still great friends. I introduced him to his wife of now 10 years. I was his best man at his wedding. Today is their 10th year anniversary. Happy anniversary brother. It has been a pleasure knowing you. Thank you for the cigarette.