Soft Evidence

Why be nervous when in fact, I am telling the truth. There might be some glitches while reenacting the past, but that's because my memory cannot serve me right. Lack of practice maybe. I've been lazy lately to use this part of my mental faculty.  Another thing, I'm having difficulty suitcasing memories.

Anyway, I just am waiting. Waiting that she would tell in my face that I am not telling the truth. That it was all fiction and just a result of a playful imagination. I have been imagining her conversing with me and at the end would tell me "You're fired!"