It's about 1:30 am. I'm driving home. Rain is lightly falling. I'm taking "the scenic route" as I am wont to do. I drive down the hill, past the rail yard and water treatment plant. I'm the only car on the road.
"Yeah, scared of commitment, blah blah blah, what is this going to mean, am I going to end up as miserable as my parents were?"
"Yeah, that's a fear." "Yeah, that's what happened. It's not rocket surgery."
"Yeah. Yeah yeah yeah. And what about now? Love in your life?" "We'll see."
"Lookin'?" "Psh, yeah, we're always lookin', baby."