You see, reality can either be like groundhog day (this is because, though in point of fact, we are so blessed that anyone from any other time would think they landed in heaven, nonetheless, as our sages teach, any constant pleasure loses its pleasure) so we seek new and often bizarre forms of getting high – ironically, spirituality can also be a drug – or we can understand the simplest yet truest of truths – the one God split himself into many souls in the profound beautiful idea that when two people join (certainly marriage is the unity of two halves) this creates a sum – like musical notes in a string – greater than the sum of its parts I_I