I should stop thinking so much

So I've been thinking, what exactly is life? We slave away, earn money to buy fleeting joy, and then die. Seriously, why are we here? Also, when we die, what is death? We die and where do we go? Will it be like we're floating or flying? Or will it just be nothingness, darkness? Is it a relief to pain? Or will it bring more?
Ugh so many questions, yet no answers.

See? This is what happens when I have nothing to do ;_;

Damn my days are boring.