I found a lemon on my path today
I tucked it into my pocket for you
The little lemon seeped its sugar into my denim
As I passed the food bank and the church
Over and down the merciless hills of San Francisco
Until I reached rest in which I retrieved the fruit
And found it to be plastic.
Reflecting on a year of absolute change: when I thought it couldn't get any harder, it would. When I thought I couldn't push myself any further, I did. When I thought I was too tired to work harder, I found strength. When I thought I couldn't be happier- I was. The old me thought by 23 I should be so much further down the roads of success and now that I am approaching it, I find success in the present. I am thankful I have novels to learn and lands to discover, as this world has more to see than the span of one's existence- I look forwarding to aging wisely.
Photo credit, one of my favorite photographers, Morgan Maasen.
