Tear You Apart: The Author's Cut

You never know how thirsty you are until someone offers you something to drink.

I'm on a train.

I don't know at which stop I got on or where I'll get off; I only know the train is going, going fast and the world outside becomes a blur. The trees and sky mesh and meld and become something else. I'm on a train and I should get off, but I don't.

"Here," the universe says, "here is a chance for you to not simply be 'fine' or 'all right' or 'resigned.' Here is a chance for you to be satisfied and c...