(photo: Hungry ants devouring road kill frog… the ants are in a frenzy to succeed)
Is it the hunger for more money?
The hunger to prove our worth?
Is it a hunger akin to wanting to contribute to society in a meaningful, authentic way?
Because we spend such a disproportionately large portion of our lives working, not satisfying this hunger is dangerous.
Many of us quit, and stay, for decades.
Is this a self-imposed prison?
Does it devour our soul?
Is it a catalyst to become the artist we were born to be?