I'm going to drive right outta here and right into the arms of a stranger. It is truly my plans. I must not be like the other girls with their hopes and dreams and lovers. I must not be like the girls who can commit to a man and just go for the heartbreaking loss of loneliness. I must not be like those girls who make it out of here with a solitaire. I am the one who leaves on an epic journey to loving matrimony with my own problem lover. That's right, he's going with me. I am my own problem. Sigh.