Life, what is it all about? You live for quite a few years, and what is the outcome? You get up every day and work. Do enjoy working, usually for someone else. And for what, food, a place to rest, entertainment. What is life about?
I suspect it is the fear of dying, that keeps us motivated to stay alive, only to find us still working even in a migratory sense.
There is no reason to be here in a physical world other than to find something, but what are we looking for other then ourselves.