By now, we’ve all heard Beyonce’s new album #Lemonade at least 436 times. (Personally I’m on 448 times repeated back to back ) And the myriad of think pieces, facebook statuses and public opinion that this project has spawned all give #QueenBey credit for making some good ass metaphorical lemonade.
But you know like I know, Beyonce is not an actual person, she is a robotic machine and/or alien from Mars and her life is not real. Ok, I’m sure she’s human but although I can relate to the emotions she revealed in her lyrics, if my partner cheats on me I can’t release a surprise album and break records in a fucking flash.
And even still, I like the rest of us “normal” folks, have to somehow make #Lemonade probably daily. From goin to your bullshit ass job, and having to put your best, code switched foot forward to try to climb the corporate ladder, to surviving off of like $30 til your next payday, we all have to make the best of unfortunate situations.