What doe's he do when he's no longer a necessity?

He wakes up every morning without schedule.
No requirements. No appointments.
Never late, nor early.
He is Mr. No Purpose!

Luckily his life's function has been justified.
The objective towards peoples motivation to move forward to the next destination has been passed.
The reason for existing has vanished from front view. 

Now there, what does he see?
Is the grass greener on the other side?
Does that which is sweet, taste sweeter now that the existence of hard labor is removed?

The monster is hunting another, but not him.
The invisible beast that frightens a person to wake up.
To be on time to work.
That Dead Line beast.
That Don't be a Failure beast.
That Complete the Essay beast.
That Need to Get Married and Produce beast, to show society and family that all mental and physical attributes he has been blessed with are functioning properly.

He could sit and piss and shit his pants and no one would care.
For he had found the blind spot.

Try it!
Sit still. Turn your head as far as you can to one side.
Till you can't no longer, twist your waist all the way.
Force your eyeball deep into the side of your head to where you still can see.
Now, that which you can't see is the Glorious Blind Spot.

Living, eating, sleeping, in the blind spot.
Life gets even more interesting.
It is the life of…

"Mr. No Purpose!"