Purpose of Life

Well, OK, that's too big of a topic to be tackled by me altogether, but I can at least think about the purpose of my "professional" life.

After working for a few hours last night, I woke up at 6am this morning to get into the office by 7am. Time really flies by when I'm just typing away at my desk. It's sad that my tasks don't really require me to think, but then again, that may be a good thing, given that my brain is practically dead from sleep deprivation.

After slaving away for close to 5 hours, I stopped to question what exactly am I killing myself over. I know I've complained about my job for a long time now, but what can I do? A girl's gotta make her living somehow. According to M-W, a career is a calling, a field for or pursuit of consecutive progressive achievement. But, to be honest, the longer I've been out of school, the dumber I feel. So, what exactly is the purpose?

Is the point just to earn enough money so that I can live without worrying about not having enough to live on? Or, is a job just something to occupy my time so that the days go by more quickly? Be a good witness of God, some say... But, who has the time to talk about religion when everyone's in endless meetings all day?!

So, I'm left with no conclusion other than I need to have my lunch now...