When I was 22 I was in astronomy class, my then girlfriend asked me one afternoon the deeper question as to our purpose on this planet. I looked at her and said, "I don't know about you, but this damned rock is spinning at approx. 1000 miles per hour at the equator and pushing upwards of 67,000 miles per hour around a star that's hurtling half a million miles per hour around the galaxy. Don't get me started on the billiards hall that is the galactic cluster. So overall, I'll be good if I hang on to this crazy ass ride."
We got married 6 years later, but I'm pretty sure she decided she was my wife that day.