He missed his imagined future.
We just did an awesome job of not dying.
But there's so much to do: cigarettes to smoke, sex to have, swings to swing on.
. . . Endlessness is a really strange idea in a universe that is defined by its endings.
I like this world. I like drinking champagne. I like not smoking. I like Dutch people speaking Dutch.
All good American literature is always interested in people who are ambiguously heroic, like Gatsby.