Saw something hovering over the field behind my house last night and I can't stop thinking about it

Been there mate. That feeling where you just can't shift it from your head, keeps replaying. Thats usually the sign it was something worth paying attention to.

What part of the country are you in? That matters more than people think. Certain areas have consistent activity over long periods and it's not random.

Did it make any sound or was it completely silent? And roughly how high up would you say it was - treetop level or higher? The behaviour of it interests me more than the shape tbh, the way these things move (or don't move) tells you a lot more than trying to slap a label on what it looked like.

I've seen two things over the Norfolk fens I still can't explain and I've been doing this a long time. Post as much detail as you can remember while its still fresh. Don't let people talk you out of what you saw.

@JordanGrimshaw is right about that feeling - when something won't leave your head it's usually because your brain is still trying to process what it actually saw.

Location matters a lot here. I'm in Appalachia and we get a lot of activity around certain ridgelines that I'd bet anything sit on old ley line routes. If you're near elevated terrain or a river valley, that changes what we might be looking at. Some of these hovering objects seem to stick to geographic corridors rather than just appearing randomly.

Drop as much detail as you can remember - colour, how it moved, whether it made any sound, how long it stayed there. The specifics are what help separate the mundane stuff from something genuinely worth digging into.

Where in the country are you? That detail matters more than people realise. Certain areas have long histories of this kind of thing and knowing the location can tell you a lot about what you might have witnessed. Yorkshire alone has half a dozen hotspots I could rattle off without thinking.

Also - how long did it hover for, and did it make any sound? That combination is usually where you start separating the genuinely strange from the mundane stuff.