 One single incident can totally revolt a person s way of viewing his life. Just like that, Bjørnar Tron receives a letter posted to his ex-girlfriend Linn. By reflex he crumples the letter immediately, only too late to see that he is being watched. He gradually realizes that he s been totally numbed ever since Linn left him. Bjørnar starts an awkward but desperate search for help. How could one fight one s rapidly growing sense of solitude when one does not know whom to turn to?