The daily quest for something greater than yesterday; seeking and creating an inane comedy in order to swim against the drowning tragedy. A hyper-stylized reality and hyper-realistic fiction of dreading the future, vexing nowhere hometowns, run-of-the-mill every day, and imperiled communality.

They trust no one but they feel betrayed by those who have left them to be miserable on their own. They hate the doomed feeling and even hate more those who still cling to hope. They cannot see, but they can swim. Will they have to stay here forever and be eternally visionless or will they have the courage to leave this nowhere doom? For one day, putting goldfishes in the pool will not be enough comedy anymore to wash away the tragedy of the ordinary.