Don't you hate when you have a profound dream, but cannot recollect any details--only a vague feeling that the embodiment of clarity was within your grasp...
Another epiphany squandered.
Another epiphany squandered.
pixilated101:
I would say that in a given year that I have the meaning of life within my grasp about 10 or more times and then I wake up and poof...it is gone...