The problem is, we only get one chance at this, with no do-overs. Life is an unrepeatable experiment with no control. In his novel about marriage, Light Years, James Salter writes: “For whatever we do, even whatever we do not do prevents us from doing its opposite. Acts demolish their alternatives, that is the pardox.”1
in the rush to get away, this pefson has done the exact oposite, and most tragically of all - in cruel and unfair twist of fate, hurt the person he could have otherwise normally have escaped to when the world felt like just a little too much
