I have an appetite for success.
The stomach of my mind is rumbling to be fed because I am starving for new challenges and accomplishments. I want to be the one to reach higher and go further. I want to be the one who inspires by being inspired and I want to be the one who uses all the utensils I have obtained and eat at the dinner tables achievement. Because this life is the chef who serves a buffet of opportunity and I don’t plan on leaving till I’m full and satisfied. There have been many appetizers while growing up. I’ve learned throughout the years that when my mind is focused I can turn dreams into that main course we wait for. And I’ve learned without that hunger my intellectual presence would be malnourished and lacking nutrients.
And I will feed starving thoughts.
I do a lot of thinking without opening the mouth of my ambition and making the moves necessary to fatten everything I can be. There is a hesitation to put myself out there and instead there are times I stand in the soup lines waiting for someone to feel my bowl with what I need. But I realized that too much sodium of dependence would have me waiting forever and it was up to me to create my own gravy. Life isn’t meant to be a plate of fluffy smashed potatoes but it sure tastes good when you know you have given your all to succeeding. I still hear the rumbles, I still have the hunger pains but without them I wouldn’t be living and achieving and have that determination to go even further.
A hungry mind is an accomplished passion to achieve.
© 2010
Tarringo T. Vaughan
Public Journal
