It's a long story short, existence is just a never-ending cycle of eating, sleeping, and wondering why we're here.
As I, Jane Doe, have come to realize, the meaninglessness of life is only matched by the meaninglessness of death.
So, go ahead and live your best life. Eat your feelings, drink your thoughts, and dance with the abyss.
Or, you know, just do the opposite. That's fine too.
But don't say I didn't warn you.