my boy
I have a breather before my next and final college class begins in earnest. My class is public speaking. Yay! (yes, that's sarcasm). Actually, assuming that I live through it, I think this class will be benefitial for me.
Anyway, back to the short break: Today Elijah and I went for a quick bikeride, made even quicker by my having a nearly flat tire. He wanted to race back to the house. I told him that I couldn't because I was already tired from having to push extra hard from the flat tire.
He asked, "Do you want to bump draft?"



