You know what’s empowering? The fact that no one can take your knowledge away from you. Your work will always speak for itself and the knowledge that you have gained over the years is yours for the keeping. What you choose to do with that knowledge is all up to you, whether you let it wither away, or use it to change the world.
I just got back from seeing Hidden Figures and while I was driving back to my little apartment with the sounds of 6LACK lightly spraying in the background, it hit me like a bullet to my chest how thankful I am for everything. Thankful for everything my ancestors have afforded me. It’s easy to get caught up with all the things that are going wrong with the world, but rarely do I sit and think about the leaps and bounds that have been made. Things weren’t easy then, and not to say that everything is easy today, but for me things are a lot better due to the unselfish actions of brothers and sisters before me.
I am the dream and the hope of the slave.
“Was you in honor’s classes? Cause you ain’t getting no a/c either.” I glance up to ATL playing in my bedroom. I hop up and grab a few articles of clothing from the day to hang up in my closet. A ditch effort to try and keep the tidiness of my room up to par since walking in on the 3rd for the first time of the year. It was another haircut Saturday for me (sorry no funny barber stories today), while hanging up clothes and looking at myself in my closet mirror, the first set of Sunday Scaries hits me. In just 24 short hours from now, I will be standing in this exact same spot looking at clothes for work the following morning. It will be my first full work week of 2017. For those of you who don’t know, I make a living as a contractor for the Department of Veterans Affairs at a small company testing software. It’s a comfortable gig, but I’m constantly thinking about what’s next. These Sunday Scaries hit me so early specifically to question me: Where will you be in 5 years? When are you moving? What’s your passion? The world stopped for a while as I stood there, poised yet scared. But suddenly I was brought back to reality by the words of Big Boi: I be on it all night, man I be on it. Sounds from 2006 knocked me back to life. I know I’ll be fine. Wherever I’m at, as long as I let my work speak for itself and I utilize my knowledge, I will be alright. It also helps to know that 2006 me would be very proud of where 2017 me is currently.
Happy New Year by the way, seeing as this is my first post of 2017. This year I want a lot of things. My expectations for myself are at an all time high, so I’m gonna get back to putting the work in.
Feel free to hit me with feedback on the blog. Texts, tweets, shares whatever you like. Trying to get in the habit of writing posts at a set time each week, but I feel like in doing that it would be easy to leave things out of my blog that happen when I’m living outside of that time. So I will just continue to surprise you every Saturday. I gotta go, Big Booty Judy’s party is starting. Didn’t think she would have one after what happened last time.