After the rain, it was a sunny day; We all thought, life, as usual. The story begins with the health assessment of a middle-aged accountant. The horror of excessive levels is exceeded by the unease of life. Every day, a deep breath of the filtered air at home, driven by boredom to fantasise about the dazzle of a young girl, which ignites the desire to turn over old things. A piece of paper with only a bank account number on it. A decision to start looking for the stranger who may or may not exist, and the beginning of an absurd but miraculous journey of healing. Maybe if I find you, I will heal myself.