Nothing really matters. Not work, not family, not relationships. Not Earth. Not nature. Nothing - our birth is as pointless as our life as is our death. It has no real consequences.
And this is great. One is not chained by norm, traditions, conventions. The only purpose to one’s life is the purpose one defines themselves. The only actions worth pursuing are the ones one wants to pursue.
I think a men’s lingerie football league would be hilarious.