Putting aside the fact you have a 1 in 400 trillion chance of being born, we spend so much time focusing on the things we don't have, and then when we achieve any of those things, we feel unfulfilled and strive for the next best thing. Rinse and repeat. It's the same thing everyday, no matter what, until we end up in the ground a pile of bones. We beat damn near impossible odds to actually exist in a universe where non-existence is the norm. We can from nothing, and will return to nothing. Make the most of it, let petty things go, and live.