So I woke up yesterday morning and there was a rainbow in the bedroom.
How did this rainbow get in here?
It didn't rain inside the apartment. Did it?
I tried to take a picture of it.
But even as I was doing it I was thinking to myself: "You can't take a picture of a rainbow."
But, lo and behold, it showed up.
I captured it.
I thought rainbows were magic.
I thought you had to bribe a leprechaun to photograph a rainbow.
