how do you make lemonade?

Ever have one of those days that makes you want to just curl into a ball, forget the world, and cry for a bit?
Well, don't.
Those are lemon days.
I have never known how make lemonade out of those kinds of days.
Today, I danced. I danced as though the neighbors couldn't see me through my open window. I danced as though my cat wasn't judging me with her judging eyes. I have no idea what it looked like. And I don't care. I dance to feel good, and that is how I know I am a dancer at heart. Regardless of how good or bad it looks.

Then I looked at pretty things, and was reminded that I am also a creative. And I love that too.