One Would Think…

I don’t remember where I found this first, but you can find it now on page 111 of someone’s Moleskine…

One would think that in the middle of one’s forty-fourth year, one would have some sense of who one is. One would think…

One would think that after so many days of life, one would know what it means to live. One would think…

One would think that with so many resources one would find the answers one loooked for. One would think…