infinitepossibilities

today just wasn’t my day. i set my phone to ring @ 6:30 in order that i’ll get to the office on time. i heard the alarm all right. but i was just not up to working. first off, my eyes didn’t feel right. both eyes were watery and a little reddish. i guess, my conjunctivitis is back. our neighbors are back to cooking using coal and the smoke it emits is torture to these little organs. smoke and dust are my eyes’ worst enemies. although they didn’t hurt, i still feel some sensations at the sides of my eyeballs, which i know were not normal eye "behavior????" anyway, i dragged myself away from my folding bed and had some breakfast and then hit the bath. took the quickest shower, dressed, and left the house. "good - the taxi driver have full thirty minutes to get me to work." five minutes, ten minutes,fifteen minutes, but no empty cab on sight. finally got lucky and found a cab. but it was already 8:53. darn. eight minutes late. although, i had to give it to the cab driver. he managed to cover the distance from my home to our office for roughly fifteen minutes.

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an officemate buzzed me to ask if I plan to stay late in the office. he had some assignment to work on and had no authority to stay late unless a "human keyholder" is present. haha.. he sure made it easier for me to say "NO." if people want me to stay late, the last thing they should do is ask me if i will be staying late. my knee-jerk response to that question is always a "NO." well, the way to do it is to just inform me that some work must be done and it’s imperative that it be done soon.

note: though i said "no" i still ended up staying late in the office.

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same officemate made a comment about something i said. he said, the reason that unnamed event hasn’t happened to me was because i chose not to make it happen when i have the choice to make it so. he said that in any circumstance, a person always has a choice - even in situations where a person thinks there’s no way out and opts to commit the unthinkable and end life. the act itself was a product of choice. hmmm… CHOICE.

it’s funny that he should mention it. as my blog url indicate, choice is one of my favorite words. next to decision, the word choice is one of the best words there is in the english language. i like it so much because i closely associate it with freedom and liberation. to me, having a choice in all things in life is very empowering. and yeah, i share the belief that a person always has a choice in life. a person only thinks that s/he doesn’t have a choice when the alternatives offered are not to one’s liking. in which case, the person becomes adamant in making the choice.

weird: it’s been almost a week since i had that little chat about choices and for some reason, that word kept springing up in some of my talks with other people.