Before I decided to go out for the first time, I read warnings that sooner or later it would lead to bumping into someone familiar and getting exposed.
It seemed to me that this was unlikely in a city as large as mine.
And a few days ago - I bumped right into a friend, still from school, with whom I know well and still keep in touch. In my first instinct I forgot that I was Betty and already, I was about to say hello.
At the last moment I came to my senses, we only exchanged glances.
Well, imagine - she didn't recognize me!
We saw each other a few days later, talked, if it had been different, it would have been possible to recognize it.
Great relief.
Now I wonder what conclusion to draw from this:
- to stop going out, because I will meet someone again and this time it will not work out again
- to go out quite freely and more often, because no one will recognize me anyway, since Ann didn't.