My philosophers would go crazy over this place. Thoreau would probably come to tears.

[Dirk does think about it for a moment. While he's flipping through the book, he turns over all the ideas and tries to find the answer.]

I don't know. Outside of what the game made me exist for, it isn't something that's ever been on my mind. There are things I enjoy doing, but I wouldn't say that's the location of my purpose for living. That has its locus in people which some might consider overdone, but it's something I've come to accept about myself. It's difficult to find any particular feeling of a calling when I'm doing the same things I was doing for the sixteen years I was waiting for my life to start happenin'. They're just things I do for a better reason now, in a better situation.

What about you?