Someone, and by someone, I mean the entity that is Wikipedia, once told me that Aristotle said, “Friendship is one soul in two bodies.” I’m sure that when he said it, it came out Greek, but the English quote gives the basic idea he was conveying.
I don’t think people went to college in ancient Greece, but if they had, Aristotle probably would have been a college student with long blonde hair and sideburns, closely resembling my friend Nathanael. If they had pipes in ancient Greece, I’m sure Aristotle smoked one too. But I’m getting off topic.
When I moved away from home, I realized how dumb high school was, and when I realized how dumb high school was, I realized how dumb home was. I have friends and family there and I love them, but I hated the town. When I moved to Boone, it was like something out of an Aristotle quote. It was like I found another bunch of bodies with pieces of my soul in them and it just worked. I don’t mean dead bodies; I mean a bunch of different people that I clicked with. It was like a puzzle that had been solved.
And then I kept twisting it around in my gray matter. Maybe that’s what life is. Maybe it is just this big journey where you find all those little scattered pieces of your soul, and you love them.
Okay, life is more than just that, but I think that Aristotle described a nice chunk of life in such a little sentence.
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