Life Is the Best Christmas Gift

So they tell me over a thousand times, more times than my breath could ever amount to in my 18 years of life, they tell me to embrace pain, and cherish challenge. And will I ever beg to differ?
Life is the best Christmas gift ever. Its mountainous amounts of mysteries and troublesome numbers of discomforts only reveal that our persistance for selfish ambition only provides like gasoline to a burning match. Yes and yes again, we are met with forks in our roads to success, and battled with the undying question of why we are here. And of course, we die, so fatefully without possibly ever finding the answer to that question.
However, with that in mind I can only answer with another question. You can't answer it. So then life is but a figment in the universe that we breathe, love, hate, and perish without ever doubting that our life is but a dream, never succumbing to our knees, powerless in a corner, wishing the nightmare away, again only a simple imagination, is it not? Do you not enjoy these seemingly endless years of sleep? Please tell me. All those days that you fought with your sibling, yelled at your parents, scored a touchdown in the championship game, first kiss, eating dinner with your beloved family laughing hysterically, failed an exam, ...can i go on?
Life is a mystery, yes. Why do I live? Why do I deserve this curse and this power? I constantly find myself in wars and endless hours of wishing that I can finally be what I want to be. But where is the fun and joyous spirit in that? Yes, I can think and wonder for ages about why I am here. Or...ha... I can say I'm here because I've been tired for too long. I need to sleep, and wake up when I'm in the ground.
So this Christmas, enjoy it. Love your life as it is. It is the best gift you'll ever get. And only to add to your fun and mystery, I wonder just who in your array of friends and families can turn your life around, and put you back to sleep for another year.