It’s a slow, sunny day somewhere in a city, and an elderly man is adding a new addition to his potted plants collection on his windowsill, in his top-floor apartment. He stands back to admire his lovely little assortment, when one of the plants, which happens to be the most recently added one, falls and crashes in the streets below. With his wildly vivid and creative imagination, the old man, Ivor, imagines himself toppling over and falling out of his house as if he was the plant itself as well.

Stricken with paranoia, Ivor moves out of this apartment complex into a two-story one, away from the city. There, he tidies up his new home and tries to make it feel comfortable and homey. First, he hangs up his picture frames exactly as he had them before, then he puts his taped up flower pot on a shelf, and finally…