Martín goes jogging, but an unknown woman trips him up. The unknown woman’s husband doesn’t understand his wife’s behavior. Marín has a date but gets hurt. The woman who tripped him has a dream in which her poodle is butchered. No one understands what goes on in the mind of the other.
Memories are made of fragments. The night and the bed are used in the propitious space where a couple let their thoughts, their doubts and certain bits of childhood flow. Is it possible that an apparent seduction hides a crisis?
