Mia has always relied on Post-It notes but she's written one too many this time. With her bedroom now covered from ground to ceiling in Post-Its, Mia has given herself forty-eight hours to complete all the tasks and overcome all the personality flaws she has written down. What follows is a downward spiral taking us into dreams, memories, and existential dread.
"To write a diary is to be your own therapist, but to create a post-it note is the ability to write—solve—throw away."