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"I begin to see," said my cat after lunch, "what your problem is."
"Funny that," I smiled. "I have a whole raft of stuff which cause me problems. So excuse me if I proclaim my ignorance and tell you I have no idea what you're on about."
"Face it," said my cat. "I've been in your mind again. I could see where you're been, and where you've been going, and now I can see what underpins your dysfunction."
"Is it one of those vision," I queried, "where you're discovering that which I already know. Or do you have fresh insight."
"Fresh insight," announced my cat.
"Great," I smiled, "explain more when I'm not feeling quite so cynical."
"Indeed," said my cat, "at the moment you're too close. It'll be a while before we're able to to find an acceptibly abstract way to say anything worthwhile."
"Anything you can tell me now," I asked sounding mildly unconvinced.
"Lots," replied my cat. "But not here, not yet."