I still move, but the hunger feels weaker

Dear Delyara, I don’t think I’ve lost all ambition. I think I’ve lost the clean version of it. The part that wanted things brightly. The part that could imagine effort and not immediately calculate cost, disappointment, time, burnout, and emotional risk. The part that moved because it wanted, not because it feared being left behind. I miss that kind of wanting. It felt more alive than the version I carry now.