I walked in bold, with dreams held high,
Ready to grow, to reach, to fly.
But Day One hit like a mighty tide—
A fire hydrant burst inside!

Forms and goals, reflections deep,
So much to learn, I lost some sleep.
Tasks and timelines, group chats too,
“Wait… I need to do all this? Who knew?!”

Overwhelmed? Oh, just a tad,
Okay fine—a lot (but not all bad).
For a moment, I thought, “I can’t do this,”
My confidence took a hit—and a miss.

But something small inside me said,
“Hey, breathe it out, lift up your head.
Growth is messy, wild, and loud—
You’re not alone in this big crowd.”

So I won’t quit—I’ll take it slow,
I’ll trip, I’ll learn, I’ll rise, I’ll grow.
It’s not a sprint, it’s step by step,
Even when I’m feeling inept.

Six months to bloom, to break and build,
To find new dreams I haven’t fulfilled.
Day One was rough—but that’s okay,
Great things don’t bloom in just one day.

Created with the help of my able-bodied assistant, ChatGPT.