It often feels as if I am not here, that I am a figment of my own imagination. There are days when I feel so lightly connected to the Earth that the threads that tether me to the planet are gossamer thin, spun sugar. A strong gust of wind could dislodge me completely, and I'd lift off, and blow away, like one of the seeds in a dandelion clock
-Gail Honeyman
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