Doing Less Than Something More

I sometimes wonder what my purpose is. A year ago, I was doing nothing, wishing to do something-anything. Now, I’m doing something, probably. But why do I feel like I’m meant to do more? Not just something but perhaps something greater and fulfilling than The Now. But the problem is, I don’t know what I’m supposed to or meant to do. Where I’m supposed to go to find the source of my longing of wanting to do more yet standing still, doing less than something more.