This is too self-resonant not to re-post (HT: Faith and Theology).
Meaning of life?
Collecting books? No, read them!
Reading them? No, think about!
Thinking about? No, do something for God and for your neighbour!
Since I (really) like collecting books, quite often read them, occasionally think about them, and once in a pink moon do something for God and my neighbour, I guess I could say that I am still learning to live meaningfully. But at least I got the starting point correctly: collecting books!