Hands Like Cartographers

"She loved three things- a joke, a glass of wine, and a handsome man."

Zen pretty much comes down to three things — everything changes; everything is connected; pay attention.

—Jane Hirshfield (via thecalminside)

(via riverswimsatmidnight)

I’m lonely. What kind of loneliness? Every kind. I feel disconnected. Abandoned. As always. Repetition. So what, my love? So what? At first, I just wanted to run away. Now I have no where else to run to, nothing to run from. I don’t belong anywhere, I don’t want to go anywhere, I just want to be happy.

—Daul Kim (via wordsthat-speak)

(via midnightshivers)