The hunger

What no one tells you as a dreamer..

You’ve built a cathedral inside yourself, and now you demand the world to rise to its height. Love, work, friendship ..nothing escapes your judgment. When it falls short, you call it boring, shallow, not enough.

That’s the Platonist in you: always yearning for the Form, the perfect version beyond the shadows. But life isn’t the Republic ..it’s the cave.

And you’ve never learned how to love the shadows.

The curse is this: you don’t see reality as clay you could shape. You see it as a thief that stole your dream.

Maybe that’s why you’re always hungry, even when the table is full.

#insidewaadnotes