It's a similar feeling to being a feeling. More of an awkward sense of being. Some may say it can be a sense of loneliness. It's more so hard to capture or hard to appreciate. As soon as you realize what it is, it becomes a feeling. The moment is gone.
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But you get it right? You feel me of course? -Love-