Hollow

Have you ever felt like you're supposed to go somewhere, but you don't know where "that place" is? You just know you have to walk there. Wherever "there" is.

That's how I've felt for the past few years.

I yearn for that something.

Something big.

Something better.

That greatness people talk about.

Something that could finally make sense of things.

I have the ambition. I have the drive. I have the passion. I know I do. There's fire in me—I just don't know where to aim it.

But still, I can't shake the sense that I'm meant for more. I'm destined for more. This can't be all there is; my life wasn't meant to settle here and call it the end of the story.

I don't want to grow old filled with regrets for not tasting that greatness. That's why I still believe there has to be more.

There has to be.