Sometimes I have all the meaning I need. Even some to spare. But other times, I seem to have lost it. That wasn't the way it was supposed to work. Once you became enlightened, I thought you got to stay that way. Like learning to ride a bike. But, evidently, it's different with meaning, and when you lack it, all you can do is remember that you had it before and have faith (there's that word!) it will return again. So far, it always has.
Meanwhile, I can post in here.
