Cosmic purpose-less-ness?

Cheer up, Mr. Arctic. Lots of people enjoy life. Even animals enjoy it, and their lives are often much more difficult than ours. They don't ask these dreary questions about the "purpose" of everything. They're too busy finding lunch, and trying not to become some other creature's lunch. Karl Marx said that the cure for the blues is physical pain. (I'm paraphrasing him.) Would you like more physical pain? I would guess probably you would not.