Last Ride

November 9, 2022
Design

It was a dark night in Oakland in 2019 when I had decided to take my motorcycle out for a ride. I had been riding for years and had never had any major accidents. I felt confident and invincible on my motorcycle.

As I was stopped at a light, I suddenly felt a massive impact from behind. I don't remember anything after that. I was unconscious from the moment of impact. I came to in the hospital, with a broken leg, broken collar bone, and multiple fractures. I was in a lot of pain and I could barely move. The doctors told me that I had been the victim of a hit and run accident.

I spent the next year in recovery and physical therapy. My leg and collar bone had to be fixed and I had to learn how to walk again. It was a long and painful process, and I had to rely on my family and friends to help me through it. I was in a lot of pain and I couldn't do much. I couldn't even ride my motorcycle anymore.

I was devastated, I had always loved riding my motorcycle, it was a big part of my life. But I knew that I couldn't ride anymore, not after what had happened. I had to find a way to channel all my energy and passion. That's when I decided to focus on creating art. I started making art to process the experience, and it helped me a lot.

I have not ridden a motorcycle since the accident, but I have channeled all my energy into creating art. It's my way of coping with what happened and it has brought me a lot of peace and happiness. I may not be able to ride my motorcycle anymore, but I have found a new passion, one that will stay with me for the rest of my life.