You sweat, worry and shed some tears.
You breathe out negativity, self deprecation and self destruction.
You breathe in positivity, can do, will do, hustle ethic.
You learn more, put it into play, see results, you’re doing it, you freak out, you keep moving through the excitement and fear.
You become overwhelmed. you seek more. More knowledge, more how to’s, should do’s, top ten’s, five more must do’s.
You get caught up in what you created. You don’t recognize yourself anymore. Things have become fuzzy, your commitments, your passions, your reasons. You begin searching for yourself, who you once were. You worry about what everyone else is doing. You compare yourself to everyone else in a desperate attempt to remember your greatness. You don’t find it. You just feel lost.
You’re tired, going through the motions, unhappy, you don’t know what to do, where to turn, who to talk to.
You step away. You step out of your proverbial pot on the stove. You breathe in fresh air and sweet silence. You begin to see you, bits and pieces, the blank spaces fill in. You begin to see what you care about again and why.
You step out. And you start again. But this time you start with the knowledge from before. That makes this start better than the last.
This is starting over.