Do we talk to each other these days? Do we tell each other what we are really feeling? Do we share our hopes and fears with one another? And what about our dreams?
Or do we find it easier - even when we are in the same room as another person - to put on a mask and make polite noises?
You have only to look at the life going on around you to see
* cafes full of people ignoring each other because they are staring at their smartphones
* rooms full of people where everybody is watching TV and nobody is talking to anybody
* pubs full of people drinking themselves into oblivion
What might be going on behind all these facades?
This brand new play is an attempt to deal with this contemporary issue.