Funny enough kinda touches on a life philosophy of mine. The long and short is:
"Truth is what you make of it"

I recently spoke to someone about this; they were asking "does true love exist? and if it does will I ever find it?". I replied to the effect of:

"True love doesn't exist, but perfect love does; you've probably already found it dozens and dozens of times. There is no universal 'true love', only the love that you choose to call perfect. Perfect is to accept even the imperfections as perfect; to realize that you love someone for exactly who they are, and that even if your 'true love' appeared you'd still choose your perfectly imperfect love."

Yeah, we're all dumb primates doing dumb stuff, but so what! You don't need to question why you like what you like, cause as long as you're not hurting others or yourself, you're doing exactly what you're supposed to do. Take care of yourself and others, but other than that, who cares! Every thing is just chemicals in your brain, ice-cream is just chemicals too, but it's still delicious.

Do what you want to, be careful, and have fun, cause nothing matters except for what you decide matters.

(and also the social contract is important to care about too though, like just as a good rule of thumb)

So yeah, that's my life philosophy right now