I remember a snippet of a dream I had last night. I think I was acting in a TV show/movie/play with David Tennant and I reached over, grabbing Tennant's face with one hand (fingers and thumb gripping at his cheeks). Then I suddenly let go and apologized, "Sorry. Did I grab too hard?"
"People fall out of the world sometimes, but they- they always leave traces, little things you can't quite account for: faces in photographs; luggage; half-eaten meals...rings. Nothing is ever forgotten, not completely, and, if something can be remembered, it can come back."