The man lives his life. Every day, a person he knows - or is supposed to know - behaves as if he has no idea who he is.
It goes on every day for one month, more and more people he knows simply stop recognising him.
He talks to his wife (OK, maybe he does have one) and act one ends with him telling her: tomorrow, you will not recognise me, because you are the last person. They kiss.
The parcel is still there. What is it? Could it be an answer?

Okay, the box is a metaphor for the life he lost. Not his wife's life, but his own, the one he allowed to leave him behind.

In fact, the box is addressed not to him, but his life, the one that left him behind. It moved on without him, and is living the life he *should* have led, if only he had taken an interest in it, if only he had been an active participant in his own living.

Every thought of "If only I had made *this* choice instead of *that* choice," is embodied in his other life.

I would say he's never been married. Women have pursued him, and even managed to catch him once in a while, but as soon as they realize he's apathetic and passive, they move on.

At least, that's my first reaction.

I reckon his surname is "Schzenlovsky," pronounced "shinLAHskee."

Hi,

As the box is a metaphor for the life he didn't live, for the choices he didn't make, losing one by one the people he knows - and love - is a metaphor of what happens in our lives - we love people, we separate, and eventually we forget them. We stop caring.
The end of act one, in the last scene, there's him. I don't think he's married, you're right, but he does have a partner. A woman, I'd say. So, ad the end of act one he actually gets up, wakes up his girlfriend, she doesn't recognise him (as he had predicted), and he needs to leave the house. Right there and then.
What does he do? He takes his wallet. His clothes (she doesn't understand why they are ther in the first place), and then goes away... to where the parcel was sent. Looking for himself!

Act two is about him looking for this address. One thing becomes more and more clear: he realises that as he lost everybody, he will also lose himself. He will soon stop recognising himself. So, finding the person who will receive the box is absolutely crucial - for whichever reason. He decides to post it, and leave at the same time - he will want to see it delivered.
Act two is about the research. At the end of act two, he's about to see the person who opens the door when the postman delivers the box.
Tony, this is the challenge: who does he see? And why? Can you think of a non-obvious way of this to continue? What is act three? WHY did he lose everybody he knew? What has actually happened to him?

This'll take some consideration. The obvious answers-- himself, only better; a stranger that knows him; that sort of thing.

I'd like to come up with something better, though.

I thought he might try to deliver it himself, wearing his postal uniform (from whichever country he came). Act two ends with him pushing the doorbell. It ends with an *action*, perhaps the first real action of his life.

Act three is about self-discovery, I imagine.

Here's another challenge: if the box is the metaphor for his lost life, what's *in* the box?

Or, as in Pulp Fiction, we never find out?

Hi,

You are totally right: he needs to deliver the box himself. He brings the uniform with him.

/He rings the door bell. The door opens/
'Who is this?'
'I... I don't know.'
'Ah, it's a parcel! Sorry, I didn't realise you were the postman. Do I need to sign?'
'I don't know.'
'Is everything alright? You are here to deliver the parcel, right?'
'Yes, I am. I need to deliver this to Mr. Schzenlovsky - this is for him.'
'I am not sure I understand-'
/Somebody shows up in the door/
'Oh my... Mr. Schzenlovsky? /The/ Mr. Schzenlovsky in person? Oh... I mean, this is really impressive. I didn't ask for that much... Please come in.

The writing here is boring. And, I have no idea what on earth the person on the other side wants, or who it is.

We have a person who has lost everything he knows, and eventually the person he loves (act one). He then travels, looking for himself in a different country, eventually losing himself while delivering the box (act 2). The setting is interesting, but we _really_ need a nice way of "explaining" what the hell is going in. Something that makes the reader go "wow", because it's nearly a justifiable explanation. That's the big deal: I want act 3 to explain what is going on, and it needs to make sense. Even if it becomes science fiction. And, I want it to be so that he realises that the more he discovers about himself, the more lost he gets. In the end he cannot know anybody, because maybe he doesn't even exist anymore. Ceasing to exist is the only semi-plausible reason I have for his loved ones - and then himself - simply forgetting him.

Tony, it's your turn: what the hell is going on?

I believe this will have to be a farce, or at least humourously ironic. Otherwise, it will be too depressing.

But, here is my idea:

The parcel contains a disco ball.

There is a party inside the house. It is filled with people who never do anything, people who have fallen off the face of the earth because of their own non-interaction with the world around them. There's good music, and food, and a lot of people standing around.

The host attaches the disco ball to a string, and it is raised above the party.

Mr. S. is more solid, more real than the rest of them, as he's taken his future in his own hands by searching for himself. However, it's explained to him he's still in danger of fading away, of becoming nothing.

So, his host (his "life") gives him a quest: find the meaning of life. His host gives him a couple of hints, and shoves him out the door.

Here, there are two possible endings: either he finds the meaning of life (discover something you care about, and do something about it), or he doesn't. (The light slowly fades until the stage is completely dark. Hold a few seconds, and he says, "Well. *This* sucks.")

Either that, or we've written ourselves in a corner, and should start fresh.