These days I've had family visits. My parents have been in Madrid for a number of reasons. How difficult it is to lie well. A note I was not in tone or expression, after all, I have been a few years living pretending and used to respond to false names. For some time, most people I deal with in my day to day do not know my real name. It's better this way. I find it easy to represent well the paper so that I am very natural, so it becomes more difficult to maintain consistency in time lie, but that is nothing but a memory problem. Every time I add something new to my story, write it down so you do not forget me. I have a notebook house where I write, as a record, all the data I give to my parents and the rest of my family about my work and my workplace, a sort of log of the life that I have invented to keep them happy, or at least careless. In my life I invented for them a career performance closely linked to the degree they think they finished, a sector which are not at all familiar and which have few benchmarks to compare what I tell them. In any case, rather than the specifics of my work, I prefer to talk about my relationship with my boss and my co-curro, these people exist, that only have a presence in my imagination and of my family. I said previously in another post, I have no talent to invent anything from scratch, I suppose not entirely true, now that I think I could spend hours together talking about people at work. Sometimes when I talk to my parents tell me I have badly with some, along with others, that my boss has noticed me and I think I will raise the salary ... My father the other day I gave a talk on how he had to ask for my raise, and I then told him as it had been my meeting and as I eventually overcame the stress it caused me to ask for a raise, I looked into his eyes and I snapped all the arguments that my father had listed. And yes, I got the increase. My father told me I was proud of me, and would go far. Poor ... Though I suppose that I make happy case. It would be very selfish of me to face a truth that has not been prepared, there is no need. The day I started my business, things can boast of real, palpable and I can relax and let our guard down. I would say the type of business it is, but I prefer to be discreet, since my previous life will be erased, at least for a while. Then I might reconcile with that past life (this one I have now) and try to make some sense, but for now I will not lose by these dangerous twists and turns as they go those who aspire to that life has some meaning.
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