What is the point?

When I go through moments like these I often think 'What is the point of all this?' and to be honest with you I never reached an actual conclusion. Most of the time I just end up thinking about my friends and people I love/have loved.

If I were to lay it out on the table just like that I'd tell you that I believe that there is no point. None at all. Personally I never saw heaven or afterlife as anything more than a fantasy people believe in to not lose themselves. I think that is quite neat. Sometimes I wish I could believe that as well, but it never really spoke to me.
I think that there are many beautiful things about life. I want to list some of the prettiest to me, but I am afraid they're the most corny ones ever. However, appreciating some of these things did help me see life as something else than 'being born to die'. 

Of course, we do die at the end, but I think that is what makes everything worth it, kind of. If I were to die at this very moment, I think I'd be okay. I would have things to look back on, people to remember. Though I would also have a few big regrets. Maybe the point is to give your best shot at making it fun? At doing things you want to do? Like hey, Seven died at the age of 21 but at least she went to a cat cafe.