Few more days...
Few more days and the Authority will decide. Am I worth to stay in USA despite my sins? Am I condemned to leave everything, work, friends, two years of good life, without even turning back to watch?
Who knows. The Authority, with its color, with its fears, without doubts, is crunching decisions after decisions, life after life, playing the Fate.
Soon it will be my turn.
However, it is strange but this omnipotent Authority take different shapes, quit human. How can they serve the Authority without questions? How can they renounce to their rationality?