When I first started thinking that I wanted to paint, I signed up for a class at the Princeton YWCA. The class was cancelled due to lack of attendance. Because of the cancellation, I asked around for other instructors and found the teacher that I was meant to have.
So sometimes, things look like lemons and they aren't. And sometimes, lemonade is not very sweet either. We are moving towards a time when we will hold all events and people without judgement. It is exciting and scary to think about it. Now is that a lemon or lemonade????