Today, I caught this lemon trying to be a lime. How sad, I thought. Isn't he comfortable in his own skin? Why are we always trying to be something we're not? Does he honestly think life will somehow magically be better once he looks like a lime? I mean, on the inside he'll always be a lemon, and he should celebrate that! I just thought it was important to put this out there, and maybe try to raise awareness of this increasing problem. If I can save one fruit from a life of insecurity and self-loathing, it will have been worth it.
