Yes, I vaguely remember in high school Spanish class studying the play by Jacinto Benavente, a Nobel-Prize winning author, which is called "Los Intereses Creados." The characters start by creating their bluffs, their hopes and dreams for the future, and then hope that reality will catch up with them, but whether that happens or not is tenuous and uncertain matter. We must have chemistry for anything to happen, and sometimes you just do not have the right ingredients for that to happen.
What is this ridiculous question that I forgot to answer?
Which reminds me, speaking of bluffs, that when I was hanging out with Cori and her friends, I learned the utterly useless skill of playing poker, but only for matchsticks, not for anything of value. But if you want to burn your own house down, fine. Go right ahead and do that.
