Life is too short for far more things than just this. It always strikes me just how much time we waste on stuff we won't care about in one year or five. Myself included. Time is by far our most precious commodity.
I think we're just trying to keep busy on this lonely planet amist all these stars.
At the end, the only thing that ever matters is the good we tried to do and the love we shared between ourselves and strangers.
But even this doesn't matter. If all goes to dust, even the good we do or the love we share. If we do evil, or if we hate the strangers, it makes no difference. We might as well do that if it satisfies us.