A woman consumed by her multiple identities watches a screen of memories. She becomes too lost in her false realities to understand them. Her child appears to her as a way to pull her out of her trap. The child is looking at his mother through the screen. He is curious to which woman is his real mother but is left unanswered. He confesses his love because whether or not the mother believes it, her child would rather love all sides of her then be existing without her. She has become the audience but no longer notices him. She has moved on from the little boy but he continues to try to take part in her world.