I know there are plenty of fish in the sea

But I really want this particular fish. And I don’t even like fish, so that’s saying a lot.

I’ve gotten so good
at being alone
That I almost prefer it.
And sometimes,
I start to think it’s bad—
Being alone,
When I remember
Some people are too scared
To be alone at all.

There’s nothing like deep breaths after laughing that hard. Nothing in the world like a sore stomach for the right reasons.
Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower (via observando)

Every now and again, something happens to remind me just how small the world is and how interconnected we all are. Today I sat by the river with my friend and we ran into a girl we knew from work. During our conversation, lavender came up. I mentioned how important lavender was to me, and how I carry lavender oil around everywhere with me because it reminds me of my old yoga teacher. This girl turns to me, on the verge of tears, and asks who my yoga teacher was. Alissa Bigelow. Sure enough, she knew her. And by the tears that filled her eyes, I could tell Alissa had had the same impact on her as she did on me. And I smiled. Because, god dammit, there was not a soul that woman met whose life was not forever changed by her grace. And that was serendipity. 

(Source: acciobrandon)