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When life gives you lemons.... Should you make lemonade?

When life gives you lemons, your reaction is to make lemonade and turn bad situations into good ones.

I don't believe this to be true, asking to turn lemons into lemonade is like playing Russian Roulette with life not knowing how a situation will play out. People tend to take the road more traveled to fit in with societies cultural Norm but why not throw the lemons to the side and make orange juice instead. Declare yourself independent and not the independent as you do not need your daddy's money to life but the independent style and choices/ path that you take. Why try to be like the rest of creation when we can dare to be different, we can throw the lemons at the people that told us we couldn't because we can do what we set our minds to and achieve greatness in our own eyes.
So what were not perfect and we make mistakes but that is what keeps life interesting and on the up. It's all about the F**** ups now and the lesson learned later.

It's not always about where we can go in life but where we already are, and more and more people need to see that and take it into a heart, Time flies and I don't mean when you're having fun but all the time it slips past us. Time flies and before you know it your miles behind the rest of life trying to keep your head above the water.

JUST STOP..... Take a breath, forget about making the lemonade when the lemons are dancing for creativity the creativity and adventure that only you are in control of.

Get it???


Thanks,
Maddye

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