The Moon... It is said the moon’s spell can move us and nobody understands her pull like Johnny Gomez. Johnny, a devil-may-care and fatalistic salesman, remains tethered to his privileged life by a love for his children, his career and the moon—and not necessarily in that order. In fact, it’s Johnny’s lifelong passion for the moon, through both obsessive, independent study and a communal involvement in an astronomy society, that serves as the only outward distraction as a life of standard struggles waxes into a burgeoning crisis. Until one night Johnny finds that the moon—his preferred method of self-medication-- no longer exists...but for him only and not anyone else. Or so it seems, leaving Johnny’s continued marriage with reality to hinge on his rediscovery of the moon! If you like allegories and/or philosophical apologies for acute insanity, grab “In Defense of the Moth or A Meaningless Dance in the Blinding Heat and Light” and join the eclipse.