I have no purpose other than to make my day a productive and happy one.
Would Anything, Anywhere, improve if I thought spray-painting graffiti on my neighbor's house was a "purpose"?????

Childhood Catholicism wanted my purpose to be babymaking. When I neared marrying age, I did not want that for my purpose.

With some difficulty, due to Catholicism’s coercive methods, I changed my purpose to being happy and succeeded.

There is no purpose. For anything. Anything you think is our purpose is imagined and nonsensical. That's like saying there is a goal for evolution.

Having living this much, I still think about it day to day.