This past year was a doozy. I got my first job, my first tattoo, and moved four times. Not because I needed to but because I get bored living in places for over two weeks. Adult Deficient Hypersomething Disorder. If you had any idea how much money I have lost on deposits you would create a meme.
I fell in love with a stray dog in Ecuador and found a fixer who could smuggle her into the United States for $5,000. After considerable consideration, I decided she would much rather live homeless on the beach in Ecuador than in an apartment in Buckhead dealing with Buckhead dogs. I also didn’t have $5,000.
I dressed up like a priest and partied in a bar in Milan, Italy across from the Duomo di Milano, a massive catholic church that was built in 1385 and holds 40,000. The bartenders thought I was a real priest. We were celebrating my buddy going to every country in the world. All 197 of them. I helped him go to the shitty ones. There are a lot of shitty ones.
I went back to Bali on a whim and stayed in the nicest hotels of my life because another buddy sold his company and was bored.
I went on some dates, kissed a few gals, and might have fallen in love. I know this because my heart broke. I am getting closer. Thank God.
I worked with several entrepreneurs who have amassed millions in business and recognized a pattern. They are all in shape. Every one of them. Look at your body and look at your bank account. Discipline people become successful people.
I learned my social anxiety is mainly self-inflicted and I don’t have to accept it when overcomes me. A miracle ‘a-ha’. I also learned that there will be bad days and there will be good days. The bad days don’t stop coming but neither do the good days.
I cooked a piece of pork which was impressive. I still eat like a 14-year-old carny but have decided to learn how to cook. In 2024.
My restaurant is doing better and I got new front teeth which helps my self-confidence. Fucked up teeth don’t help when dating.
Speaking of marriage, I interviewed the number one divorce attorney in the Southeast. He said don’t get married. He has also been happily married for over 16 years.
I also interviewed a Burning Man Ranger, the leaders of the Satanic Temple, and a homeless glass walker who makes worm art. A friend just told me I’m a ‘collector’. A collector of unique humans and their stories. I like that.
I had coffee with a girl yesterday who told me she got married in 2020. She also told me her husband died in the bed next to her in 2021. She wiped away tears for two hours as I listened to her story.
He was 36.
I think we are all just trying to figure it out. I have not met a single person yet whose life turned out how they thought it would. Perhaps life is good if we just decide it’s good. Or, perhaps it’s just bad if we decide it’s bad. Nothing more, nothing less.
Next year I am going to write my second book, get married, and spend my birthday at a Coldplay concert in the middle of Brazil. I am going to launch over 100 new personal brands for people, try to cook salmon and launch a new hot sauce on March 10th.
I would love to learn how to write like David Sedaris so I am going to read his books. He’s funny. I’m funny.
I want to live in Medellin, Colombia for a month and start a new mastermind travel business. I want to get my body in shape like Brad Pitt’s so I might try Jui Jitsu although I will probably have panic attacks being that close to men. Maybe I will stick to Orange Theory with the housewives.
Mainly, I want to help people who are suffering. That is my real passion. Not because I am all that but because I have been there and I will be there in the future. I only hope someone does the same for me.
All we got is each other. The biggest lesson I learned this year.
I am grateful for you. For reading my blogs. I really am. I write because it heals me in a way. I learned I am dyslexic this year. Imagine that, a dyslexic writer.
Cheers to creating any life we want, day by day.
Trey