Chelsea and me spent the night at the hospital, literally, with our friend Rayhan. He and a dear friend were hit by a car while crossing a crosswalk in Commerce. We were there to cheer him up and show him some love. Thankfully Rayhan was ok and made it out with only a fractured wrist, messed up face, and a few other scrapes and bumps. Before leaving next morning we read the Love Chapter (1 Cor. 13) and then I threw down one of the lamest freestyle's ever... over Rayhan's beatbox (not bad for just being hit by a car, eh?).
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