She fell asleep that night in a sea of salt, wondering how one’s own mind could torment itself just so, as if some sort of cannibalistic self. “3, 2, 1, destruct”, is what it said. So she fell asleep in a sea of salt. the light from the moon was shining real bright, making her feel trapped inside, then and there in that hard place with nowhere to go. Even in her mind, there was nowhere to go.
But things could be worse, she thought. Things could always be so much worse. And if that is any solace… well, then, the only thing to do is to go forward.