What kind of loneliness does it take to choose a shadow of a tree outside your window?

A woman of indeterminate age is acutely suffering from the vulgarity of this world. Its sharpness is alarming. Why is she so nervous?

She took and threw in the window annoying her phone, unnecessary TV, even books, so it annoys her.

To her come the Beloved man, the Unloved and the one that takes away the garbage.

And all of them with all their strength and reasonable arguments try to wrest it from this captivity, from the world of illusions, in which it is comfortable and warm, cozy and calm.

Will they be able to persuade her to return to normal life? And how does she explain her fanatical affection, not even to the tree itself, but to his shadow outside the window of her room?

She is a talented and well-educated person, with a unique, one might say, poetic view of the world.

It is likely that she has good reasons for such a flight from reality.

Who offended and upset her?

A special role in this performance is played by music and poetry.

How difficult it is for people to reach out to another, understand it and forgive.