Where wild minds come to rest
I've never felt watched by deceased people, even in my imagination.
Whenever I am in a stressing/trauma situation, I feel that my favorite celebrities, live ones that is, are overlooking me and shaking their heads in pity.
My uncle passed away in 201o. The last time I saw him was around 2007/2008 when I was younger so I don't remember much. I didn't get to see him for the last time before his death due to some complicated circumstances. Because of his absence, he would sometimes appear in my daydreams, trying to reclaim the relationship which was slowly disappearing from my memory.
I personally don't like the idea of the deceased watching our every move. It kind of scares me, and it makes me ashamed of my tendency of pacing around and looking like a crazy person.
My grandmother passed away early this year, and I sometimes think, whenever I get a soothing 'angelic' feeling while doing anything on my computer, it's her that's doing it.