The world of this film was designed to evoke a dueling tension of disarray and emptiness. 

Sarah’s New York apartment is filled with dying plants, empty wine bottles, cigarettes and anxiety. As a writer her room has become a shrine to her laptop and its contents: a stolen story that has resulted in hallucinations and a break of identity.  

The objects of this world are frayed and blurry, mirroring Sarah’s disassociated sense of self.