I second George H's opinion. Life has no meaning that anyone will really ever be able to discern. It is the meaning that you give to life that gives life meaning.

There is this great quote by Picasso somewhere that says "It took me 4 years to paint like Raphael but a lifetime to paint like a child." The meaning that I ended up taking from it is the same but for the world. Yeah, I learned super easily how to despair. To plod the same dirt everyday and not feel like I was living so I figure honestly, my own point of living at this point (which is subject to change at anytime lol), is to rediscover the enthusiasm for the world that each one of us had as a child.

There is also a great movie called Colorful (that I recommend) that I think really gets down to the gritty of it. I want to experience more. I have not had my fill yet of happiness. Of the people that I love. The food I want to eat. The things I want to learn. There are still so many things I want to see. So many things left to do. I want to be angry and joyful and sad and experience the whole gambit. And when I get to death's door, I'm going to march into the other side proudly saying that life could not beat me down. (and that's my other point to life lol. Getting revenge on life itself for trying to wear me away hahaha)