I have a hunger. A yearning. For more.
I need more.
Since I was young I had a craving for more than I had. But not for stuff. For life.
I want to see things. I want to do things. I want to meet people. I want to travel the world.
I have a hunger to change lives. To change myself. To Make a difference that I wanted.
I still have it.
So I hunt and I push and I scavenge and I starve.
Because I have a hunger.