• But most days, I wander around feeling invisible. Like I'm a speck of dust floating in the air that can only be seen when a shaft of light hits it.

    Sonya Sones: But most days, I wander around feeling invisible. Like I'm a speck of dust floating in the air that can only be seen when a shaft of light hits it.
    Sonya Sones (2013). “One of Those Hideous Books Where the Mother Dies”, p.120, Simon and Schuster
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