My little anecdote:
One Saturday morning, I wake up fumbling and squirming myself on the bed. But all the effort I put in to awakening would soon desist when my body yielded to a little more sleep. During that half-asleep-and-awake state where I dropped in and out of consciousness. I had a small and terse revelation of the meaning of life!!! In that short period of time, I was so elated – bliss beyond words. I remember it now: so clear and simple the meaning and so happy that I figured it out. I awoke, left with that feeling and that meaning. I told myself I would write it down. But after the routine of warm-ups, brushing my teeth, and eating breakfast, I forgot all about it (arggghhh!!!!)…. until my friend called me about doing something and then it hit me, "Wow, I had an epiphany this morning! Now, what was the meaning of life again!" All I was left with was that ecstatic feeling and a residual memory of the meaning. I told my friend about it and he was laughing lightheartedly at my misfortune. If only I could remember, and it was only a sentence long too. Oh well..."
That's my story, what's yours?