We go through stages. Confidence then terror. Knowing what we are doing then being completely confused. Letting it come then struggling with every move. I try not to fight the changes anymore. I try and recognize the space I'm in, appreciate it for what it is, and prepare for the next transition. Sometimes it goes well, sometimes it turns into afternoons of frustration:
I was too busy to practice. I played no songs, no chords, and couldn't even pick up a guitar.
Relief won't come until I do.