Most of the time
I’m grateful
That I’m on a creative path
That I’m following my heart
That I’m a sensitive person
With a million feelings
That I choose not to numb
With alcohol
That I’m asking questions
In every direction
That I have such a strong
Hunger to learn
But sometimes I get tired
Of being the beginner
Wish the signs
Were clearer
Telling me where to turn
I get overwhelmed
It’s hard to tune out
The opinions of others
When you’re living out loud
But most of the time
I roll out of bed
To the sound of the ocean
Like waves of my breath
And I’m able to focus
My attention
On what lies just ahead
Sipping my coffee
To kick-start my head
And I’m getting
More comfortable
Being uncomfortable
Which kind of feels
Like progress
And I know the longer
That I stay open
And listen
Maintain eye contact
Even when my heart pounds
Everything will unfold
Just as it should
Most of the time
Anyhow