I am sure you have heard that quote,
“When life gives you lemons, make lemonade.”

It is such a lovely cliche invented by optimists.
I have no problem with that.
People make use of what can help them cope up.
Cope up with life.

Life is both funny and cruel.

Life gives us “lemons.”
A metaphor for “whatever we are dealt.”
Something we have no control over.
It’s the given part of life.
You can not make lemons.

Everything else, is up to you.
The “Lemonade” part is what you can do.

But here lies the dilemma.

I can make lemonade.
I have no problem with that.
I can do that on my own.

The problem is,
Life did not give me any “sugar.”

I cannot make sugar.
This lemonade turned out very, very sour.
Who drinks Sour Lemonade?

Thanks a lot, Life!
Thanks a lot.

I have said it before and I’ll say it again.

I refuse to believe in Karma.
I think it’s just a word that was invented to make “The Golden Rule” more sinister.

But if it is true…

If Karma does exist,
Then it is a freakin’ coward.

Because,
in my opinion based on my experience,
Karma targets the ones you love.
Not you.

It does not have the guts to confront and fight you
for the things you’ve done.

It targets the ones you care for.
Because it knows once your loved ones are in such dire need.
It makes you helpless.

So, yeah.
Karma is a coward.
And a cheat.

I had a Burger King Whopper meal for dinner tonight.
I believe my arteries are clogging,
I can’t breathe,
My chest hurts,
And my left arm is numb.

I don’t feel too good
I’m just gonna go to bed.

This may be my last goodbye.
If I don’t wake up,
Please someone reformat my computer hard drive.
Password is tuttifrutti.

Goodbye.

Was. Just.
I. Can’t. Even.

Why?