Valentine's Day was lovely today, but you know how sometimes everything seems to move in slow motion and the moment seems too perfect to be true. Well, that was me today as I found myself staring at my girlfriend and revisiting how this beautiful, beautiful woman suddenly entered my life. How did this stranger suddenly enter into my life? How did this person, who was previously just a random person, become the one for me, the one I can no longer live without?

And this is what the French existentialist Sartre refers to as the sublime, or the process of elevating an object to the level of the thing. And what he means is that when you meet your person for the first time, they are just another person and another somebody you don't know, they are strange to you, and when you fall in love with them and begin a relationship with them, you elevate them to the level of the thing, namely the partner. And once you become a couple, it's difficult to shake the feeling that your entire life has been leading up to this moment, the moment you were meant to be.