Something so strange...

I awoke this morning to the sunlight streaming into my room. Hail to a new day! Grinning, I bounced out of bed and into the bathroom to run through my morning routine.

Emerging half an hour later, I went to my closet to pick out an outfit. Tossing it on the bed, I quickly changed and finished getting ready.

On my way out, I stopped to pick up my iPod and sketchpad. I found the iPod, but the pad was nowhere to be seen. After a few minutes of searching, I figured I had misplaced it and would look again later.

I made my way down to reception, humming my favorite tune, Say Hey by Michael Franti and Spearhead. When I reached the desk, I noticed my sketchpad laying on it and smiled. I picked it up as I sat down, then frowned, seeing there was a note sitting on top of it.

"Hello My dear I found You sketch very intriguing so much so I wanted it for my personal collection. Master Marcus"

My jaw dropped a bit in surprise. He liked my sketch? Looking at the sketchbook, I quickly flipped through to see which one he took. My eyes widen as I realize the one he took was of me. I sat there a bit incredulous, staring at the note.

My eyes traveled over the elegant script. Following the old world style writing with my finger, I wondered about the man who wrote it. I was also intrigued now, not only about the note, but also about the man. What was it about my sketch that he liked? Perhaps when I meet him, I could ask....