You feel it. Deep inside. If you ignore the feeling, it fights back. Jabs you in the gut. Compresses your chest. Builds a fog around your head. But if you feed it, your purpose burns bright enough to light the path ahead. It is a source of energy, a powerful fuel for yourself and those who dwell near you.
Feed the fire. Purpose is not a thing that tolerates being shoved into the closet, in the corner, under your out-of-season clothes. Don't say I didn't warn you.