my challenge

So here I am, full of life and full of dreams, up to any challenge in any given day. Except for this day when I lay in bed daydreaming about hooking and keeping my lady. I am what people perceive as a typical African, ready to conquer the world. I take pride in the fact that I know who I am, I know what I want out of life and I know where I am going. I am smart, strong, grounded,  and I am not afraid of the mirror. But I am in love.
If I am honest with myself and everyone I would admit that most of the things in my life right now do not make sense. How could they, when I don’t know whether I am coming or going. I hide behind ‘I am a man and I have the prerogative to change my mind’ when I don’t seem to make sense to anyone around me. I say this because, truth be told, I have no idea what is going with me either. If Bruno Mars is to be believed in his new song Grenade, it seems the guys also suffer from some kind of love insanity. I especially love Rod Stewart’s Track of my Tears because it tells me that his heart is breaking just like mine. Add to the list Sheryl Crowe’s Picture (feat Kid Rock) and I feel a lot better.
On days when my sanity is with me, I ask myself ‘What is wrong with you?’ When did all that matter seem to be ‘does she love me and is she missing me’? Is this what happened to all the men who happily gave up their careers to take care of her and the children? Suddenly love took over and all that mattered was her?
Is this what the future holds if I let love conquer me? Should I bow to it and let it be my ruler? Let it blind me so I don’t see how it has taken my ambition to be the CEO, driving that Lamborghini, with timeshares so I can go do what i desire to do. Let it take over so I don’t see the hair falling off my head, and the “love handles” plus extras that will shutter my mirror to pieces for ever.
Hell NO!!! In life there are boundaries and guidelines. I shall bow to love but I draw the line on the love handles.  Goodbye madness, welcome  sanity.