The meaning of life? I’ll do it in five words. Enjoying the passage of time. That’s it. It’s enjoying the passage of time. The chances of us being here right now are so small. The chances of us existing at all. It’s not just that our parents had to meet at exactly the right moment but their parents, and their parents, and theirs, going back billions of years to when we first climbed out of the primordial soup. The odds of this happening are incalculable. And yet, here we are. We have this shot. We’re breathing. We’re alive. We’re healthy. This is incredible. Enjoying the passage of time is about all I got and its enough.