The Unseen Comfort of a Stranger's Seat

I was just sitting in a busy cafe, minding my own business when I accidentally brushed against someone else's chair.
It felt oddly warm and inviting, even though I didn't know who sat there before me.
Sometimes, I wonder about those little touches—how they linger in the mind long after—and why we cling to fleeting sensations like that.
Life feels heavy lately, but weird little moments like these bring a brief escape or maybe a silent reminder that despite everything, we're not alone in feeling some quiet longing or curiosity.