Being alone, however, often helps us to get to know each other better, to stop and to look at what surrounds us with a more accurate view. In those moments, time slows down and we become more aware of what we do, we understand why we do what we do.

Even if we try to enjoy loneliness to the fullest, let us not hesitate to distrust it. We don't trust and we hide. Again, we stand in front of the cell phone and realize the time we spend looking at lives that we don't know and that are invented. At that time, we feel a sense of grief, but the sense of sadness is the same when we know a person has been alone. We strive to avoid loneliness, we are frightened to know our true point of view.

Sendoa Cardoso has presented in his last short film this reflection on his loneliness. From a retrospective exercise in a lifetime, it shows the contradictions of society to understand loneliness, that is, how loneliness is socially understood.

Eneko Sagardoy has put words and images into this director's personal life experience. He is the only and main protagonist of an intimidating tint film that has become a protagonist. This three-minute video is recorded in a house. Eneko and a box of bristles appear in the kitchen, and she counts a metaphor over the torches as the narrator turns off the fire by blowing into the matches.

The rest of the minutes are held in the living room. The living room acquires a jungle or forest look, now it is surrounded by colored flowers and herbs. In it, he slowly observes and touches the leaves of the flowers, as if the internal knowledge was immersed in a process. But all of a sudden, the garden disappears and an empty room appears. Eneko is looking at a cell phone and it seems that the process of internal knowledge has stopped, you can no longer find or reinvent life in the living room.

The short film concludes with a close-up of Sagardoy. In it, he tries to seek the reason why he avoids loneliness with the actor's deep and constant gaze, and meets the fear of knowing himself. Maybe that's true loneliness, life in a continuous distraction driven by ignorance.