Beginning Of My Odyssey

After I left college different paths and opportunities were being popped out all the time. One of these opportunities was presented by Wayne Westerberg. He offered me a job in a grain elevator in Carthage. During the time period I worked there I had a nice time and I also managed to build good relationships with Wayne Westerberg and the others. However I was certain of my goal therefore after working in the elevator I left the job. Wayne pointed out that I could come and work for him any time I wanted to. I really appreciated such a behaviour.
As I was tramping on the road a on my way to Stampede Trail, the beginning of my journey, A driver picked me up and said that he could provide me a lift to somewhere near Stampede Trail. I felt lucky and I hopped in. On the way we talked with him a lot. His name was Jim Gallien, as I explained the purposes of my journey to the Stampede Trail and to the wild afterwards, Jim found what I said pretty awkward and out of logic. He said that I had a small amount of equipment, and that I lacked some of the important materials for my journey. Therefore when we got there he gave me a pair of boots and wished me good luck.
Then there I was, at the beginnig of my new life, the one I always imagined the moment I left Emory University. As I gazed upon the barren land and the woods that stood in front of me I felt more joy than I expected before I got there. I felt that I could finally start my mission in finding spiritual awakening. As I planed Alaska was the perfect place for this. Because I believed that it was one of the best places that you can consider as wild and unexplored, which was what I wanted.
I was aware of the dangers that were lying in the wild. However I did not grow any fear in myself. I was determined to accomplish my goal, therefore I believed that none of these dangers such as wild animals like wolves and bears, the struggle agains starvation and the hard parts of game would really make me give up. I was ready and prepared.
I was now away from the intimitating society which was made out of materialistic people. There was none of these fights for money or people that were bothering me. No one could judge me and I was all by myself, making the decisions just by my own opinions. None of the people like parents which can judge me for what I do existed. This was one of the greatest pleasures in going to the wild.
This was what unfolded in my mind, as I walked through that plain ground covered with snow, and my journey had just begun.