Today I was handed a few lemons, so I set out to make lemonade. Between the seeds, lack of sugar and water, and the constant burn of citric acid in my eyes I came to the quick conclusion that lemonade sucks. Then it dawned on me that the the problem wasn't the lemons, but me.
Think about it. I TRIED to make lemonade. Instead of letting things settle out to a manageable place and turn into lemonade on their own I squeezed and poked and tried to make those "things" into something that was outside of their very nature. Perhaps if I had left them well enough alone I would have had a nice glass of sweet lemonade before I ended my day.
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