Lemon Tree

Sometimes, I wonder to myself what am I becoming. So much has happen within the last six months that if you told me this was my life, I would not believe you. Sometimes life hands you a lemon tree. A tree with rotting lemons dripping citrus acid into your open wounds and eyes. And as you sit there underneath this tree, you have two options. Let it continue to serenade with its loving marinating juice or get the fuck up and make some fucking disgusting lemonade. Or get out of the way but that isn't fun.

I feel so grateful for the people who have been an anchor for me in this troubling time. The storm has waned off and I feel a fresh start may be upon me. I don't know where I want to go or what I want to do but I know one thing...to continue chasing and pursuing happiness, because that is what life really is about. We are mortal for but a flicker of time and we really need to go out there and see what we can do in such a limited time.

Music has always been a part of my life. But it has never been my escape until now. It truly has changed my life and to see life in such a new tint and through a new perspective...it is so liberating. I throw away the conservative cape I was wore to be one that feel so....free. It is seriously liberating. When you feel the very soul of the song within you and your feet move by themselves, when you see the person next to you not as a stranger but a friend...it is amazing.When you see people not as tools but as individuals living there own life, fighting their own battles, in it as much as you are. And that why I am who I choose to be. People who say I change don't really know me or people who say I am not a better person can't judge me. I am whoever i want to be and I know it will end eventually, this feeling of youth and euphoria, but I'm going to make it last as long as I can. I am going to make my lemonade.