I Love Love
Is it a bit crass or rude to have Love for yourself? Hell nah!!!!!!!!! The only way I can receive the kind of Love I want, I have to give it to myself. I want that Noah and Allie from the notebook kind of Love. That Monica and Quincy Love from Love and Basketball. Love, you know that Darius and Nina Love from Love Jones. (Larenz Tate is sexy has hell in that movie) I woke up this morning for an all new appreciation for life and most importantly Love. For the past week every where I go there it is, Love. A dad kissing his baby girl on the fore head. An elderly couple taking a stroll hand and hand through Fort Greene park. A proud ex girlfriend yelling the lyrics to her ex boyfriend’s new joint while he performs on stage at Madame X. A little sister buying fabric for her big sister’s first hosting gig in NYC (What up Lil Pimpin). Shit I can go on and on. But I know you get the point. The point is Love. For so long I’ve been looking for Love in all the wrong places. I’m surrounded by it each and every day. And of course it comes from me. I truly believe that in order for me to get the best out of my life, it’s going to require a whole lot of Love. And I can handle that. The Love I see every day is a prelude to the Love I will acquire some day. I’m looking forward to that. Enjoy the rest of this weekend. I’m going to go Love myself by taking a nap. Peace World!!!
