I Live For The First Times.

I will look back on this and smile.

Once I was nervous, scared to try.

Now, I jump in like a pro.

Limited knowledge harbors contempt and fright.

Knowledge being the light, fear being the dark.

The light overpowering the dark.

Me doing things I once thought I couldn’t do.

Things I once thought were too scary

Things I once thought were only for the brave

The difference between me and the brave

was they took one more step, where I stopped walking.

They reached, one more time, when I packed up like a good boy.

I remember when driving was scary.

Now riding a motorcycle is scary.

Very soon, I’d be cruising down the highway,

envied by those fighting over the control of radio stations.

You learn more about yourself when you experience things for the first time.

Your fear, courage, strength, is put on display.

Raw emotions.

You get to experience pleasure or disappointment

You see what you’re made of, strength, your weakness.

There’s nothing like new knowledge. Learning something that interests you.

Vitality. No bias. Curious. Mistakes. Student. Aspiring. Priceless.

I live for first times.

The joy of starting a new journey.

My frights and doubt in self, now drown in this new sea of confidence

That which is scary today, is that which would be mastered tomorrow.