January 26, 2008
January 10, 2008
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.
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