I Am So Hungry

Hungry for food. Hungry for life. Hungry for love. Hunger follows my every move and hangs over my head as I go about my life and create my work. Hunger influences everything I do throughout the day. Hunger knows that it can control me. Control the things I do. Hunger knows that it can influence my decisions. It is a beast that lurks in my solar plexus – gurgling, growling, grabbing my insides. Twisting and turning it makes its presence felt. I walk past windows filled with food. Scones. Muffins. Croissants. Chocolate. Apples. Grapes. Bananas. Flan. Aromas drifting out of restaurants, tantalizing my senses. Mexican. Thai. Middle-Eastern. I’m dizzy with Hunger. But I walk on. Beggars shake their cups in my face, asking for my spare change. What spare change? I walk by, trying not to notice what I might become. I walk. On and on. Trying to get away, but all I can see and smell is food. Falafel. Fried-Rice. Kung Pao Chicken. Pad-Thai. Pho. Steamed Sticky Buns. My stomach growls in anticipation. The smell of coffee streams out of a cafe and meanders through the crowd that sits on the patio, past a couple who have eyes only for each other. Hunger lurches for my heart and gives a simple twist. Coffee aroma flowing into my nose, through the caffeine I gain a heady sense of self and for a split second only, I forget the Hunger within me.

I Am So Hungry

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