What Was Your Last Craving?

I have a confession to make. And trust me, I hate that I’m about to say this. But here it goes: I love food.

No biggie, right? Well yeah, but it will make sense if the “food dey show for my body” lol but it doesn’t. That’s not the issue, though; the problem is how much I crave certain foods.

For instance, in July, I became obsessed with cake. Soft, fluffy, golden sponge, the kind that feels like it’s smiling at you before you take a bite. I talked about it so much that my gentleman showed up the next day with one. He probably thought that was the end of it. Chapter closed. But cravings don’t work like that. A week later, I texted him: Still thinking about cake. Eventually, I caved. Took an Uber to a bakery, marched in, and bought slices (plural) because when you’ve been thinking about something for that long, you don’t play small.

And here’s what’s interesting: I don’t think the act of craving is a bad thing. It simply means to long for something or to desire something eagerly. It makes you move, rearrange, plan, and spend just to satisfy the itch. It demands pursuit. Sometimes you distract yourself. But more often than not, you give in.

I think that’s how it is with most things we truly want, whether it’s a skill we want to learn, a dream we keep circling back to, a person whose presence feels like home, or even a place we’ve always imagined living in. We might delay. We might try to be sensible. But if the desire is real, we’ll find ourselves inching toward it; sooner or later, we'll take the Uber ride.

And it makes me wonder about the things I claim to value but never pursue with the same determination. What else in my life should I be craving like that? A dream I’ve shelved. A friendship I’ve let fade. God, maybe? If I say I love Him, do I hunger for Him enough to actually go looking? Do I crave Him enough to shift my schedule, my habits, my comfort, to have Him?

Because the truth is, the things we really want, we make room for. We find a way. And the rest? The rest is just wishful thinking dressed up as desire.

So, ask yourself, if you’re not chasing it, did you ever want it at all?

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