I was at sea with my wife. A number of houses, a number of handwashers and a pavilion on the street. I wake up in the morning and have no wife. I go out - bending near the laundry machine, my wife brushes her teeth, I approach, tightly press, take my hands behind my chest and say 'Hello, how are you doing?' and. Responding and answering is OK. I feel my hands – it’s not right. I turn my head, in 3 steps, my wife sits in the pavilion in the same crazy nightmare and drinks coffee! It was funny and shameful at the same time.