Curses
I have been down. I got down after Orlando and then it seems like things got worse and worse. I say “seems” because I have also seen some reminders that – actually – we are getting better over time. There is less violence now than there was in the past. We are less bigoted than we were a few generations ago. We are making progress. Slow, painful progress.
Meanwhile, I have been writing, but nothing worth posting. I’m re-evaluating what I want to accomplish with the blog in general. Part of being down has made me feel that I have nothing to say. But I’m going to keep on saying my nothings anyway. I’m an American after all. We don’t have to be qualified to have opinions.
I’ll pull my head out of the news and then I’ll be back. For now here is something funny someone else did with lemons.
Rachel Lewis
Welcome! I’m a middle-aged former Mormon (aka the “other FOMO”), essayist, and playwright living in Salt Lake City. I work in pharmaceuticals professionally and write recreationally—though I’m open to reversing that someday. On Life and Lemons is where I share humorous snippets about writing, addiction, recovery, relationships, mental health, and whatever else life tosses in the blender. If you enjoy dark humor with a twist of lemon-tart snark—or just need proof that your own life isn’t the only one held together by twist ties and good intentions—you’re in the right place. You can follow me and get updates on the release of my new essay collection at instagram.com/pieces_of_string/. 🍋 Subscribe and let’s overthink things together.