Building My Lemonade Stand

Well, here I am. I finally gave in to the world of blogging aimlessly; speaking to no one in particular, yet finding my own thoughts important and interesting enough to share with cyberspace. I used to make fun of these people. Then I realized these bloggers are pensive by nature, in the need of a venue to vent, bounce ideas off of objective strangers, and/or a creative outlet to let their thoughts flow in hopes of figuring it out on their own before someone claims to have it all figured out for them. I am, one of you now.

I'll mention now that this new blogventure could be a result of a regretful quarter-life crisis, or a result of the two glasses of wine I've just had while sitting at the Carneros Inn in Napa, CA to take a day to do some researching, soul searching, and of course, writing. See, I've always been a writer; I've carried a notebook and pen with me since I was 7 years old. It's not only what I do, but it's how I communicate, it's how I deal with things, it's what I'm passionate about, it's my way of thinking. I don't think in structured sentences, I think in prose, or how a conversation or situation would be written rather than experienced or spoken; much like the way I don't view my surroundings as a casual observer, I see the elements of a perfect photograph: the light, the shapes, the shadows, the composition. I write like I speak/think; grammar and language rules need not apply. If you're an English student, professor, teacher, you'll grimace at my personal style; I overuse commas and semicolons, misspell frequently, but frankly, I enjoy it.

I'm 25 and living the single life in San Francisco. I really do have a fabulous life: I have an amazing and supportive family, I've had a great education, traveled the world, I have a gorgeous apartment in a mildly ritzy neighborhood, I do what I want when I want, I'm independent and actually enjoy "me" time. I should point out that I'm also impatient, neurotic, stubborn, I have outstandingly high expectations, and I'm huge on my own principles - to a fault. On the slightly brighter side: I have a big sleeve-worn heart, I'm a seeker of silver lining, I'm a passionate believer, a lover of life, and a notorious horizon chaser. So what's the problem? Well, that's what I'm still trying to figure out.

That's where this blog comes in. What is "Make Lemonade" all about? Well, I seem to have been handed quite a few lemons, especially recently it seems. But, I refuse to succumb and accept that as my fate, so maybe, through writing and communicating with whomever is so inclined to join me in building my lemonade stand, we can figure it out. I know I'm not the only twenty-something out there who feels a little confused, who's a little hard on herself, and who's seeking a few answers; if not a small make-shift raft to bring me to that horizon.