Point of no return

There’s no going back, I tell X, I can’t return. What was the title of that play, You Can Never Go Home? There’s No Going Back? I can’t even remember the time before I started talking to you, I say. I’ve stumbled well past the point of no return, that much is clear. That is unless I create a point of return, and then create something behind that to which I can return. But a return to what you’ve created is hardly a return, I say.

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