Sitting in a restaurant with our meals long gone, the topic changes from the nature of reality to the definition of truth. Many questions are put forth and answers are deconstructed to their final conclusions. The night caries on in this fashion and ends on an agreement but no solution to a question about moral objectivism. We are left wanting.

This is what it means to be alive. To philosophize with another mind. To dig deep until you are both lost in a sea of hypotheticals and "why's". This brings me the most satisfaction out of life. This is what I live fore. To be able to dive into another mind and swim around and to ultimately know another conscious being brings me joy. This is what I strive for.