Is it just me, or does it feel like you've accidentally hid yourself under a lemon tree, during an earthquake, when life decide to give you those lemons?
"When life gives you lemons - make lemonade". Ain't nobody got time for that!? Or maybe. If the lemonman decides to sneak up on you and say "Excuse me dear, but would you fancy a lemon?". Then I may be able to make that lemonade. But lets face it, when does that ever happen, really?
It's more like an army of lemonthrowers lining up infront of you, shouting "Well, we're kind of bored, so we are going to amuse ourselves by throwing this endless amount of lemons on you. Just so you know.". If you try to make lemonade by those lemons, you're probably going to end up drowning in lemonade.
Nope. Not doing that. A better way to face it seem to be to take a step back, sit down and watch the Army of Lemonthrowers throw all of their lemons. Watch all of those lemons pile up infront of you, until they realise that they're only throwing their lemons on other lemons. No point in that. That's when you stand up and start to climb, because suddenly you've got your very own lemonladder - and it's facing the stars.
Skip the lemonade. Wait for the ladder. Never give up!
I'm currently climbing that ladder. Instead of lemons, I see an endless amount of possibilites. I fight to win!
(I find this picture hilarious, so I had to share. Because I may speak about lemons, but this is really a happy entry)