There is no one so alive as he who has accepted death. Wyatt woke up on November 1st, sure that it would be his last November 1st. There was no reason for it; it was just a feeling, so his best friend Dylan, convinces him it's time to see the world, or at least part of it, and takes him well out of his comfort zone. The neurotic, germophobic, xenophobic Wyatt is in for an eyeful when he arrives in Haiti. Still in rubble, suffering for clean water, food and shelter, he and Dylan stay in the hostel, helping other volunteers, and learning in the midst of death and destruction, there was a reason for living. When their journey to Haiti is over, they had agreed to go to Italy, to live Wyatt's dream of seeing the great works, the history, the civilization... only for him, Italy also was full of change. Nothing is the same in his world when he finally returns home. Could the premonition have been about him starting a new life in the world he thought he knew, or was it something more sinister?