I want to cross the Atlantic on a raft. It's a flat board with a mast. Someone, D. or O., thinks the raft is too small. Should I make it bigger? Add a board? There are small boats on the jetty. They are for sale. There's a woman there too. I say we could buy a boat and go on an adventure together. I receive a letter in reply from someone. It has drawings and candles in cavities that I can take out. I hide the letter from my wife. The letter says something like I am brave to write something like this. I look for signs of closeness in the reply.

I'm standing next to a young woman and her friend, another woman. We are looking outside. From a train? I like the closeness and put my arm around the woman. I don't want to appear intrusive. Later, she speaks to me in German.

A film is playing and I don't really understand it. Other people are watching it with me. The film is badly edited. A device breaks. A. gives me a large banknote. Is it even real? It's perforated so you can tear it off at the bank. So it must be real. In a cinema again. My wife is sitting behind me. A man and a woman are sitting next to me. I think the man has his hand in the woman's lap and starts pleasuring her. I try to look over inconspicuously but I don't want to be caught peeking. When the woman has come, they leave the cinema and I follow them. I wonder what my wife is thinking. I walk through a corridor with a big erection. Our children get up. Will my wife see my erection?

I'm in a guitar shop. A man is playing a special folk guitar. I want to try the same one. It has no neck, is black and I wonder if I like it. It's practical without a neck, so I don't bump into anything. We play together perfectly, following each other harmoniously with the chords. I have my eyes closed and am very moved. Am I being too pathetic? How do I come across to my wife? I play some barre chords strangely with my left hand. In the end I play picking. Not all the notes sound perfect but it's not a problem. When we've finished, I turn to the other guitarist and give him a fist bump. Another man enters the room and I jokingly say that of course nobody has recorded us again.