Drifting through Los Angeles on the night he was supposed to be married, Richard is searching for the truth and running from it. He remains Hamlet-haunted by a past he can't manage to forget and a future he refuses to face. From smokey beaches to crowded barrooms to hillside mansions, Richard is an unmoored wanderer, alone, unsure-of-foot, vacillating between self-awareness and self-deception.
On whose current is he being dragged along? By whose design? To what end? And how come questions never meet with satisfactory answers?
This is a story about time, and timing. About the people who tether you to the world and what happens when you cut yourself loose. It is a story about uncertainty, identity, and the inescapable gravity of the choices that make you you.