Drifting

So at the moment the days seem to blend together and time just keeps slipping away. Is this because at the moment I can't see a real purpose. Am I just marking time till I begin work?

But then, given this, does working then mask a lack of purpose? Is the whole point of working (apart from the obvious economic benefit) a way of giving ourselves a purpose in our life? Is everyone that works missing out on finding a real purpose to life. To go to another level, is there any purpose that we should actually have in our lives?

I obviously have way too much time on my hands. But if you have thoughts post a comment.