# Feel.md: Notes from the Heart's Quiet Room

## The Pull of Plain Feeling

Feelings arrive uninvited, like rain on a windowpane—soft at first, then insistent. In a world of flashing screens and endless scrolls, "feel.md" whispers a simple invitation: pause and name them. Not with grand speeches or filtered poses, but in the bare lines of Markdown. Here, .md isn't just a file extension; it's a gentle nod to marking down the moment, doctoring the soul with honesty.

## A Canvas Without Edges

Imagine a notebook that holds every shade of blue, every flicker of warmth, without judgment. Feel.md strips away the noise—no fonts to fuss over, no templates to trap you. You type *I ache for yesterday* or *today, joy surprised me*, and it stays raw. This simplicity mirrors how feelings work: they don't need polish to matter. They just need space.

It's a philosophy of presence:
- Capture the swell before it fades.
- Return later to trace its path.
- Share if you choose, or keep it close.

## Healing in the Act

On this December evening in 2025, as winter light fades early, feel.md becomes a hearth. Writing our feels doesn't erase pain or multiply gladness—it anchors them. We learn our own rhythms, find patterns in the pulse. It's not therapy or magic, just the steady hand of attention turning fleeting sensation into something enduring.

*In every saved .md, a feeling finds its home.*