The Road Not Taken

I'm not a what-if guy. I try not dwell on the what-could've-beens, or supposed missed opportunities as I find it a waste of time better spent on something else. I always try to live in the present and leave the past where it belongs, in the past. My sense of nostalgia is minimal and you wouldn't find me gushing over long lost memories over a cup of coffee with friends for hours. A few minutes maybe, but I'd rather not waste time talking about school memories that you could never change -- unless you have time travel powers, there's no use debating whether my life would be different if I went to the blue school instead of opting for the one with statue of the naked guy in front. I'd be more snotty-nosed for sure, so on second thought I probably made the right choice.

And school romances? Of course I had my share--I'm not some gargoyle living on top of a stone arch! I have my own broken hearts and king-of-the-world moments, but I'd rather keep them as that, moments. Kept in a special place in my small heart. And not to be discussed in a blog, ever.

Career-wise it's been a fun roller coaster ride for years. True, I've resigned and accepted offers more for the love of work than for money, and many friends find it impractical for me not to exploit my skills for more economical gain. But this is one part of my adult life that I have found most insightful. I have met a lot of interesting, quirky, and downright weird people, and interacted with them in a high-stress, constantly evolving environment -- the call center. And this I wouldn't change that for one million bucks. But I will for two. :)


So what's my point in all of this? Nothing. Nostalgic reminiscing works for some (specially those that watch those oh-so-predictable tele-novellas and plot-light tear-jerker movies ), but not for me. I'm a live-in-the-present, plan-for-the-future person. Some may find me emotionless, but that's not entirely true. I'd rather call myself unemotional.


And that's that.