When I find myself in times of trouble.....

How things change so quickly......given my present circumstances it's hard to believe that two days ago i was navigating istanbul's public transit with $6 to my name in a desparate attempt at making it to jeff's parents house (well....that may be overly dramatic....)....

I'm writing this from an island in the sea of marmara, just 30 minutes from istanbul, where jeff's parents have a summer house.....sort of a weekend summer retreat for istanbullars (that's what the guide book calls them.....and Bulgarians are Bulgars....who knew). After learning that all flights from London to Toronto are full for the next 10 days i've "resigned" myself to the fact that istanbul is my home until the 11th.....not such a bad sentence i'm sure.....also received word today that my bank card has found it's way here, so tomorrow should provide a much awaited reunion....

Ehs.....i wish i could explain my current state of mind with regard to all that's occured in just a few sentences, but after just trying its become apparent that the subject is much too dense for a half-hearted effort via website....and it seems i can't email you either....at the moment i'm frantically searching my memory for any recollection of ever having seriously pissed off Allah (i'm aware of a couple minor infractions...most involving you...) ...... suffice to say that it's not an abandonment of reason or logic, only an awareness of a deficiency......but of course that sounds (looks?) so trivial when typed, as does all pseudo-philosophy.......i have the summer house all to myself out here so solitude will provide ample time for examination, hopefully driving myself partıially insane in the process.....only to pass the time and fend off boredom of course....unfortunate it will be so long before i have a chance to tell you about it....maybe an actual hand-written letter is called for....heaven forbid....

......and strange enough it was a jeans purchase that set off the whole affair.......

ryan