At a New York City wedding, in early summer, four people are trying to get their lives started. Yun has everything he ever wanted, but somehow it’s never enough. Emory is finally making her mark, but feels the shame more than the success. Andrew just wants to be honest, but has lied to himself his whole life. Fin can’t resist falling in love, but can’t help wrecking it all either. That night they see something none of them can explain. Someone sits down, and simply gives up. Soon it’s happening all around them. Is it an illness, or a decision? How can anyone really be happy when the only choice is to feel everything – or nothing at all?