Human desires are a weird thing. Some of it seems arbitrary, even irrational. Is there such thing as intrinsic desires? At least, for me, I don't think so.
As a pragmatic individual, I personally am driven by scarcity, and I wonder if that's one of the lesser respectable forms of motivation. I tell myself that there's only a limited number of days to do what I want in order to get myself to get out, engage in activities, and push myself into uncomfortable positions towards growth. I try to explore different creative options according to what I feel like society could use. Maybe it sounds contrarian of me, but I tend to lean towards the minority opinion, thought, or taste to try to better understand why that is. But whatever works gets me out of bed every day, right?
One philosophy professor (of a class called Existentialism, suitably) suggested that I tend to want to fill the void--a vacuum. Basically, I'm a hipster that tries to do things according to what people aren't doing. Which makes sense, as I'm the person who rolls my eyes whenever I see my home city of San Francisco becoming a white bastion of wealthy techies being their usual walking stereotype. I don't know how to feel about this self-realization.