Giacomo lives on his own. Today he gets up to go to work, as he does every day. But this looks like a weird day. Very weird.
Every person he meets looks mysteriously happy and enthusiastic: his neighbour, the pitchman, the people passing by or at the bus stop.
The day is grotesque and Giacomo, quite puzzled, realizes very soon to be the only one not feeling this great excitement. He wishes he could feel the happy craziness of the people around him, at least for a short moment, so to be able to forget that he is just an ordinary man.