An ordinary woman that is getting old, is a monologist. At some moments she roars. Some others, she whispers. She stammers. She has horrible insistences, phobia of the water. She has deliriums about stolen love: her births, her guilts, her dead baby. Also, about the everyday silent killings. She is vomiting real and fake names. The days, the memories are twisted by the dream, the alienation, the loss, the short-term happiness. Her personal destiny is involved deeply with the adventurous history of Macedonia and Thrace from the years of dictatorship till today. A woman survives. She rebels through a yellow dress. She is passing too close from the tragedy. She is aging successfully.