Back in the Saddle Again

I got back on the horse today after a three month sabbatical from the voluntary position as a Creative Writing Instructor.
A rewarding endeavor that had proven to be quite popular, it had helped sharpen my writing skills and keep my head in the game.
But after nearly two straight years without a break, it was time to take on another project, and thus avoid the dreaded "Burnout".
The cooler days of September and the approach of Autumn, have always inspired me, and I relied heavily on that today as I returned to my old room in the Senior Center still unsure of what to say in my opening class; a question that had pestered me persistently during the last weeks of Summer, causing me to wonder if I still had my aim.
I need not have stressed about it though, and as I faced new and former members of the class, I let my heart guide me-as we should when we write.
Though I had enjoyed the time off and a change of routine, I also had to admit to missing the class. But it was not until today, as I stood in front of the tables with the familiar whiteboard at my back, that I felt the full import of my time without the badge.
As if I had never left my post, I slipped my boot into the stirrup easily and surely, reared my mount and galloped full speed ahead, leaving the twin rustlers of confidence, Doubt and Uncertainty, in the dust as I rode off into the sunset, ready to write another day.