Getting back to being you should feel as easy as it sounds. Instead I am wrangling my mind to sit down. Jumping from one concept to the next is the usual order tied up.
The mind once opened can be overwhelming, but once I put images together a feeling forms. A collection of colors and shapes move into an escape to rearrange.
This business of mine is about trusting what grows only when you continue to scale walls. Finish that painting, sew up that last stitch, and remember it always feels chaotic until it is complete.