Yesterday was fun. Lunch with friends. Met with my lawyer. Drank far too much coffee. I feel excited, a bit apprehensive, occasionally sad. Compared to this time last year…who would have guessed?
Aaron dropped by at 8pm and we headed into Brooklyn for dinner. I had underestimated the time so, as we were ultimately headed for a gay bar thingy called The Metropolitan, it turned out that we were in Brooklyn far too early.
So, we explored and ended up in a sweet coffee shop further up Lorimer called the Second Stop cafe which served delicious coffee and good-looking baked goods. It was nice to be out of Manhattan. The scale and detail of Brooklyn somehow makes it feel as if it is a lot further from the city than it is.
We found a bar full of trendy straight people and Aaron ordered a whiskey and raspberry cocktail that smelt ok. I found myself wondering what it would taste like. I found myself congratulating myself that throughout this debacle I didn’t drink or take drugs. I found myself hankering after a time when my head was less clouded. I found solace in my continuing sobriety.
We ate a late dinner at Pies and Thighs. It was OK. Does it deserve its cult status? I don’t think that the fried chicken is better that the 101 Thursday Fried Chicken Special in Hollywood. Nor is it any better than Roscoe’s House of Chicken and Waffles also in Hollywood. It was just ok. The deep fried pickles were inedible. The home-made cherry pie was again..just ok. Not a great deal on the plate and a bit mashed up. I think our server was stoned or had spent the day surfing. Tousled blond hair and vacant expression.
After dinner we walked back up Riggs to The Metropolitan. We met some friends and their friends and had a fun night out.
This morning Aaron left and I walked the dog. Jenny called and I called Hilary, Jess, Manu and John.
‘Just for Today’ is the mantra we repeat in AA. Today and only today I am going to stay sober. It can be applied to anything.
I am writing and in between writing I am trying to stay present. I was looking forward to going into rehab next week. I am not allowed my lap top or my phone. I am not allowed anything that will distract me from the work I have to do. Never mind. I will check in after the 19th.