Interlude.......

It's been 3 weeks since I last heard from them. 3 weeks, and no calls from Doyle. I'd even settle for a call from Givings. I have no idea how Homeland Security wants to proceed, or if those in charge - the so-called People Upstairs - even want to.

I've looked back on the extracted blog entries that I've used here and notice that there's very little personal information included. That was intentional. My personal life continues, but is not - so far - impacted by this situation.

The time period involved covered the holidays, and I spent them, as usual, with family. And, as usual, there's always drama around Christmas when you spend it with family. That was last year. So far this year, my daughter got engaged, and my former father-in-law passed away. Life goes on. That's all you need to know.

I find myself waiting for the proverbial shoe to drop. I drift along, continuing to do the things I've done, and making the drives, running the errands, and shopping as I've done since the transplant and getting the car. But I also find myself on the hunt. I seem to find people who would make for good Events more frequently then I had. Of course, I don't follow through. I mean that I don't check out the area for other people or cars. Just identify a potential subject.

I miss it. I can admit that. And I don't know what's going to happen. It's making me a little crazy.

Or was making me crazy. This morning my cell went off with a text message. I was in the Metuchen library, and my cell was on vibrate.

When I got outside, I checked it out. It was from James. Two words . . .

STAY TUNED.

That was it. And suddenly, I felt better. It was the proverbial great weight lifted from my shoulders. I don't know what will happen, but at least something will. All I have to do now is ..............

STAY TUNED.