A Fresh Start...

I'm looking forward to clearing the air this evening. Just as I was feeling confident in my decisions to trust strangers, things had to go haywire. I appreciate all your diligence and look forward to talking to you all tonight in our online meeting. As strange as this may sound, I miss those of you with whom I found friendship. And I feel saddened by the unexplored friendships of those I was just beginning to know. If you have any questions or just want to say hello, drop into the aim room "Ny Takma" at 8:00 pm EST. John and I look forward to seeing you there.


A Meeting With Bryan...

Things are getting creepier and creepier. The break-in is not the only strange thing that's transpired lately. I truly think I'm being followed. Perhaps it's just an old man's imagination, heightened by a trespass on his private life. I see people in the shadows, feel people behind me....watching. I know it has to do with my work.

I'm sorry I haven't been corresponding too frequently, but this sense of dread has overwhelmed me. I know not where the next enemy lies.

Bryan's fluency of the language leads me to believe he knows more than just the linguistics. I've requested a meeting with him. We'll see if he replies.

Am I a fool?