The sensation that someone is mentally undressing you
Is also this the correct term for when I’m too drunk/tired to undress for bed, so I mentally undress myself by way of a compromise, only to awake at 3am in a sweat-sodden stupor?
I have also done the thing in the morning where I mentally wash, dress and leave for work without even getting out of bed. It’s like visualising the perfect golf swing that, when actualised, results in a tuft of turf flying into the air, the death of a passing starling, and a day spent trying to chip your balls out of a pit of despair.