I suppose we would all like to think of ourselves as seekers, looking for the truth, searching for meaning. What if I don't know what I'm looking for. Oh, I know, I know, the search is the whole enchilada. Still, what if I stumble right over it. Worse yet, what if I already had it. What if I had it once and let it slip away.
I should go out and do a little yard work for the neighbors' benefit. What if the love of my life calls while I'm out there and doesn't leave a message.