I don’t think life has some kind of specific meaning. I feel like it’s kind of like trying to describe a color without using its name.
Despite this I think a driving force behind life is: drama
In all its forms,
We thrive on cacophony.

War is a struggle for power and dominance, also known as: drama

Books, movies and music aren’t interesting to us unless they contain some level of conflict, in most cases: the more the better.

Human interaction is marked by discord.
There is nothing more distressing than boredom and apathy.
“Smooth sailing” is stagnation.
We avoid these things at all cost by fabricating mini-struggles.
Do we truly wish to solve our problems?
Do we really want harmony? Are we worthy of it?

Maybe life is over once we learn how to live free of this need for drama.