You are a thought, you know. A self-conscious thought that has thoughts of its own, that... Hey, I don't know, stop looking at me this way. Yes, you're looking at the note, but I can feel it either way. So. A thought thought by a Giant, who... Ok, that's blasphemy territory. But we've got the basics set up.
But what's between thoughts, how does a thought transform into an idea, how is it born? That's yet another thing I don't know. But whatever you were when you were just a tangled mass of trigger-happy imagination-neuro-impulses, it always leaves a mark in your essence. What's "essence"? Oh, don't get me started...
However, I can read it. Your essence, that is. And tell you something of that trace that can be found in it. If you wish, of course. If so, give me a shout and I'll get down to work. You helped me once, let me repay your kindness.

I'm looking forward to hearing from you,
Asthner