If life hands you lemons maybe wait a beat and sleep it off right where you are before doing a damn thing because you are definitely high. Or drunk. Or working through a Freudian nightmare. I say this in kindness because if you’re seeing a metaphysical concept that has manifested itself into a humanistic form just to give you citrus produce to test your entrepreneurial prowess, then you are in no shape to open up even a lemonade stand, much less make larger life decisions. If life gives you lemons, sleep it off my friend, sleep it off. Plan B can wait until you’re sober.