Ten years ago a friend asked me out on a date just to tell me that there wouldn't be any more because he was moving to Chicago to be a Catholic monk. Haven't heard from him since. Until this week. When he suddenly messaged me to say that he wants to give it a go. But only for three years because he's on a "sabbatical" to "find himself." Whatever in the hell that means.
I dunno. It'd be nice to have a friend. Maybe even a fuck buddy. But I can't see myself dating. It seems like he's pulling a Rumspringa. Sow your oats for three years to get the "sins" out then back to the monastic life.