Kings Cross is the red light district of Sydney.
Drugs, prostitution and all kinds of violent criminal behaviour are part of a typical day in the Cross. And there I was standing one evening - having locked myself out of my car - trying to escape an overwhelming force of insight that had been frightening the bejesus out of me.
However, I was feeling normal again, and beginning to think I was overestimating my experience. I slowly began to walk home to get my spare keys…
And that is when it happened.
