[ WP ] You are a compulsive liar . Convince me you are not .

I'm not a compulsive liar. 
 
 I know that's what you think. I know that's what everyone has come to think. It's difficult. I do n't expect you to understand. You wo n't. But I will tell you the truth, it's what I owe you, even if my life... this life... is ruined. 
 
 You see, I'm not who you think I am. It's hard for me to make it simple. I am who you think I am, but I am more than that. I'm your husband, I'm the science teacher at school, I'm the man who bought you flowers yesterday. But I am also an astronaut name James York, I am a truck driver named Herb Johnson, and a myriad different things. 
 
 I know this sounds insane to you, but it's true. I'm not originally from Russia. I'm from Germany, and I was n't born in 1974. I was born in 2247. 
 
 I am from the future and my job is to study your time. This time, and all of its variants. I live alternate realities, you are part of my life in many of them. You see? That is why I find it hard sometimes to remember what happened in this reality and what did n't. I get confused, there are too many of them, too many similarities, there's just... too many. 
 
 Right now as I am explaining this to you I am also orbiting Earth in the International Space Station, we are studying a moth flying in zero gravity. I am digging a hole in the ground in a cemetery in China, I am racing a Ferrari in Hong Kong. It's hard. 
 
 It's possible that my brain is finally deteriorating. You may learn about my death in a few days time, or you may not. But I wo n't be dead, I'll have been recalled for brain repairs. 
 
 In any case, I want you to know this. You are not job to me, I sincerely love you, I always have. But it is not my choice. I can not quit, it's not my decision. 
 
 I wo n't ever forget you. I'm sorry. I know you'll think I'm crazy. But if that's the price of truth than so be it.
