And what is the meaning of life? There is no such thing, with the exception of whatever you do yourself to endow your life with meaning. Hey, am I going senile?

Addendum (December 5, 2015)

Going senile? Indeed, I have been repeating the same words to so many people close to me over so many years that I cannot but feel that I am losing my bearings. As of late, I keep reminding my beloved that the meaning of life is up to her and her alone. Having heard the same words so many times, she gets irked by them quickly enough. An entire youth my junior, she has had her fill of my unsolicited advice. Whence this haiku, of course. Indeed, advice is best reserved for those who actually seek it.