A good reason to live is that there are no good reasons to live, that in itself is a good reason to live. It's pretty straightforward and sounds dumb when I say it out loud, and it doesn't particularly keep me going everyday. Like many things in life, I thought and thought about it to death, until the question just didn't make sense to me at the end. The reason to live shows itself as I live, when I start thinking about it, it disappears. Like how in quantum mechanics (a completely unrelated matter), you can visualise the position of an electron, but when you do, you can't visualise its momentum. When you visualise it's momentum, you can't visualise it's position. It's sort of like that, when I start making sense about literally anything, it makes no sense. When I understand that and stop making sense of it, then it makes sense. Nothing makes sense, that makes sense.
So I guess a good reason to live is, is that there are no good reasons. If there is a good reason, it would show itself, there is no relationship between that reason and me living life, I live despite there being no good reason, and that's my good reason
Its like that little moniker you have under your name,
"Everyone has an individual reality"
That's very true, I can go on a rant about that as well.