Curiouser and curiouser.

I’ll start by saying this, it ALWAYS rains on my birthday. It has every year for as long as I can remember. I like to think it’s my grandmother saying hi and happy birthday, because we used to sit on her back porch and watch storms when I was a kid. Well, about an hour ago I went out for smokes. When I came back, it was completely normal outside. I came in, took my shoes off, and started making iced tea, when all the sudden I heard the rain start pelting the house and my dad saying "Hey Samie is it raining?" And it stopped like 2 minutes later…. So grandma wished me a quick happy birthday an hour early.

I’ve been so busy lately I’ve barely had time to breathe, nevermind document my life, haha. Anyway, I hope you’re all ok.