from bogota with love

In a moment my heart was born and bloomed on the rugged, beautiful, abandoned streets of Bogota. Someday I want to be that crazy lady that lives in the decrepit brightly painted house at the end of the lane in La Candilaria, up against the sloping mountainside.
i guess i need to get a little ore crazy first.

It, my heart, broke there twice too, but that is the true nature of a heart anyway.