My existential, nervous breakdown teetering crisis has resolved itself. At least for the moment - good news all 'round, non?
God, jet lag and hormones can do some crazy shiz to your mind and body. I'm now off to the airport for the briefest of sojourns in Melbourne town. A friend from London is here and I'm heading down to see her.
30 year old female, world wide navigator. Despite being informed that modern day Persia may not be in accord with the image I have of my Rubaiyat fantasies; I remain hopeful. Its just life man. Powerless to stop it.