Notes from the edges of the mind, where sensations linger and fade, like echoes from a forgotten touch:
1. The gentle squeeze of welcome; your presence felt, even when shadows play tricks.
2. The quiet precision of a phantom itch, demanding attention yet elusive in satisfaction.
3. Memory recalls the cool weight, now just an impression against your skin, light as air.
4. A knowing presence, wrapped around nothings, giving form to emptiness.
5. The art of subtlety lies in the observer's skill to see what isn't there.
In the absence, we discover the essence—mapped, yet untouchable, in the mind's eye.