THE MISSING WIFE

On Monday, I loved my wife.

On Tuesday, I loved a picture of my wife.

On Wednesday, I loved a scanned picture of my wife.

On Thursday, I loved an email attachment of a scanned picture of my wife.

On Friday, I loved a carbon copy of an email attachment of a scanned picture of my wife.

On Saturday, I loved a shared and upvoted carbon copy of an email attachment of a scanned picture of my wife on a social media platform on a screen in a tab in Google Chrome.

It is Sunday. I want to love my wife. But I cannot find her.