When Rob got on his ship, he didn't know he would never reach his destination. But maybe fate had a place reserved for him: an island where all he will find is himself. When life drifts, imagination becomes our only lifeboat. Dear audience, thank you for coming to join Rob in his solitude. But don't yell at him, don't call him: he won't be able to hear you. Even though his island seems to be on the outside, it actually resides inside him. Sit back, relax and have a pleasant shipwreck