Do you ever feel like there are only so many faces and personalities in the world? Like, there are platonic forms of people or something? Somewhere around college-aged, I started to feel like every new person I met reminded me exactly of someone I already knew. I have had the good fortune to meet a lot of different people, but it seems there are only about fifty actual people in the world, and they each have fifty variations.
If I can't figure out who someone reminds me of, it bugs the bejesus out of me until I can place them. It's like not being able to remember a word that's on the tip of your tongue.
Just this last weekend, I was doing a wedding. The best man was delayed in Milwaukee and wasn't able to make it to the rehearsal. So, when I met him just before the wedding on Saturday, he immediately struck me. It was John Hodges, a guy I'd been to Divinity School with. Only it wasn't John Hodges, it was Robert Glaubius. Robert Glaubius = John Hodges. Of course, I don't know either of them well enough to identify them completely as one person. But the aura they gave off: the way they looked, talked, smiled . . . it seemed awfully similar.
Just another day inside my strange thoughts!