Love for possibilities!

What is this allure to the language of possibilities?
Today I sat with my AIESEC team and we brainstormed on possibilities that we can make happen....after, I went to meet two of my closest friends at a coffee bar and same thing...we spoke of possibilities. In my walk to my room, I realised my adrenalin had been churned....I was suddenly quite happy and excited over nothing in particular. Wow!I relised that I just love the wide scope that is possibility! It is almost like a clay that you are given and told to make whatever you can out of it. Some people will decide to make the obvious random round blob or if with a bit of creativity, they will flatten it..to something in the lines of a plate or whatever....sadly most will not go that extra mile to make that clay one heck of an experience. The rare clay receiver will be one who thinks out of the box and makes a detailed head, car or spoon from it....Yes, maybe we are usually given the clay of life's possibilities and we choose to do the obvious, the expected, the mediocre.....maybe because it is the safer, simpler, hassle-free option...No need to smear clay all over your whole hand and clothes right?
I dont think this is truly living....part of the excitement of everyday is to have something to look forward to. It doesn't make much sense if what you look forward to is just the normal..the usual..then from there on it stops being something to look forward to....pretty much something to look back at....or to look at.
So I see possibility as a clear driving force of who I am and what I do and choose to do! Possibility is the clay I am given by life and I have the power to mould something from it. And it is for you to look out for the clay....it is not clearly marked. You need to have special possibility eyes to notice the clay. And amazingly, each day, you can choose to dream of how that clay will be moulded but in the end, dont forget to actually mould it!
The language of possibility is my language! Potentiality is my playground!