The List (The Real Thing collection)

by Jade Chang

The process of looking for love is really a relationship with yourself.”

And yet, while I really do believe that everything is love, that we’re all forever beholden and beloved, that a total oneness with a true love and moment of pure connection with a stranger touch on the same infinite space, at the same time I also know that we are born alone and we die alone, that anything else is just a temporary waystation, that permanence is illusory. But then I also feel like fuck all that philosophical noise, all I want is someone to hold my hand.

Even if your life is full of people you love and care for, you have to breathe for yourself first.