Life is absurd. I don't know why there is anything at all. If you go back in time and keep going back, how did anything get started at all? Postulating God doesn't do it for me either. How can God just be there? I don't know. How can anyone? Life seems ultimately meaningless. We all die. Everyone we know and ever will know is all going to die. Within a very short time, there'll be no trace that I ever existed at all.
Life is absurd. But it's good to be alive. Sometimes, anyway. I'm gonna die. We're all gonna die. But it's good to be alive.