She's nameless. She has many identities. She had many secrets. And she has one goal. It's simple. Or one would think, the goal. . . That's what the problem is, the inability to complete it. Before the date, the inevitable happens. Friends made and remade, over and over, she's always different, yet always the same. She lives two lives, one is much more fortunate than the other. Taking on one or the other as her main, the other on the back burner. Details stay the same, people she meets stay the same, outcomes the same. Unless, unless she can stop the outcome, by hitting her goal. Discovering her true self. If she didn't write down what she learned, what she thinks she can change, she forgets it. Can she? Or will she fail again and again?