A life without purpose is an empty life. But to awake each morning with the first conscious thought. “Today is Monday,” is to face the list of accomplishments an overachiever must undertake. Understanding that these obsessional thoughts are not rational will not make them go away.
Looking forward to a day off is no better. Instead we must face each day as it comes, do what we need to do, and take time out when we need to relax.
Curiously, the horrors of being reduced to some kind of infantile dependency may seem appealing. And although our nondisabling, garden-variety neurosis is moderately distressing, we don’t have to go crazy before we are allowed to rest. That’s no way to take a vacation.
The purpose of our existence is not to make a living but to make a life.