The street artist I’d
passed just a few minutes before caught up to me a block later. “What do I have to do for you to let me
draw your portrait?” he asked. He
invited me out for a drink. I
declined. “Do you like ice cream?”
he asked. I countered with a question
of my own, “Why are you asking me out?”
“I’m in love with you!” he declared, “You’re the princess of my life”.
But, unfortunately, life is not a
chick flick. He was not young and
devastatingly handsome. I
didn’t find myself swept away in
some romantic fairy tale. Instead, I laughed, and walked away.
4 comments:
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Love this! Great life-in-bogota episode! tu SI eres la princesa de mi vida! jajaj
Tú eres una de las princesas de mi vida también. ;-)
Amen to that! :)
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