December 28, 2019

I assume its been raining since real early this morning. Falling, drizzling down onto the concrete wasteland that is my part of town; the thunder rumbles, low and loud, like a growling monster with sharp teeth and eyes that shine in the dark. But the closer it gets, the more it reveals its true form. The growling turns into whip cracks as lighting arcs above my head, lighting up the whole sky brighter than the sun. 

So naturally I decided to smoke a blunt outside with Lia. 

But as I said, now its like 2 and I'm on my way to a family Christmas thing. My parents are very insistent that I go to these things, even though I don't have to anymore. Its not mandatory but it is expected. But I put aside my desire to do literally anything else and found it within myself to go to this anyways.

Mostly because my cousin is cool as fuck.

My cousin, Rick, is also a stoner. And I'm gonna spend this whole family event hotboxing in his room with him.