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.