Traveling on my own path

As I travel to work on week days, I wonder about myself and how I got to be where I am. It was two years ago that I walked across that stage to receive my high school diploma and now here I am traveling on a path to another internship at Parker. This path is exciting especially since I am not a Computer Science or Information Technology major. At the time, I thought this is my major and I will stand by it until the day I die. Now no more. I am free from the major but working at Parker, the passion and the drive is still there. Learning how to do this and that is exposure to something greater despite my different majors.
Seeing the beautiful scenery going to and from work and at work with the new technology is a blessing in disguise. Stopping to take a look at it does me wonders especially on a tough day at the job where nothing seems to be going right. Stopping by the information booths to learn about the history of Parker. Stopping by the water fountain that was just built. Looking at the traffic below while I cruise by whether it is in a car or a bus. I have to do these things to get a perspective that is not work, work, work and money, money, money all of the time. I like to hustle but I like to enjoy the simpler things in life in my travels as well. These things help make me humble for what I have received.
I travel to a lot of places inside the U.S. This year alone I went to Pittsburgh, Boston, and Goldsboro, North Carolina with stops in Virginia in about two weeks. I am excited for travel because new experiences for me are priceless just like being at home with my family when I truly think about. My travels are priceless to me whether they are figurative or literal. The path is jagged but sometimes the path that is jagged is more encouraging than the straight path if you ask me.


I will leave with this... thy word is a lamp unto my feet and a light unto my path. I guess I said this because my words actually do something. It may not be the intended action but eventually my words will do the travel to my intended destination. I know this may not make sense to some of you but try to understand what I am saying. I gotta go, my shirt and pants beg for the calling of starch for tomorrow's stress ball called work.






Traveling to the beat of whatever call upon me,
Hasani Wheat
Class of '10