The Greek mythological figure Sisyphus was condemned to roll a rock to the top of a mountain, only to see it roll down again... forever. In the final chapter of his philosophical essay The Myth of Sisyphus, Albert Camus compares the absurd nature of life to Sisyphus’ predicament. Yet, the essay concludes, "The struggle itself...is enough to fill a man's heart. One must imagine Sisyphus happy."
How could endlessly rolling a rock up a mountain culminate in happiness? Because Sisyphus made rolling his rock "his thing." He accepted the absurd nature of his being and became one with his rock. He threw himself into his work and became happy.
Sisyphus is teaching us that there is no “meaning of life,” only the meaning you choose to give life. Moreover, since life is a series of successive years, which consists of months, containing days, full of minutes... The meaning of life is the meaning you choose to give the minute grains of sand slipping through your hourglass of life. Sisyphus chose to make meaning out of his minutes and work. How about you?
Keep pushing your rock,