Where the hell did I go?

Hey, I’m sure by now everyone knows I was in a fricken motorcycle accident and had a slow and painful recovery that lasted all summer long (like I’m healed now, but at least I’m “better.”) Infact the first time I really went out was just this Friday for a Halloween party thrown by my awesome friend Jodie (note: not my sister Jodie.) Anyway the title really refers to where did I go when the accident really happened. I remember I was off the bike on the side of the road looking at the place where Kendall had his first accident like a week or two earlier. Then I put on my helmet and hopped on and the next thing I remember is that it was dark and Kendall was talking but he seemed so far away. I yelled for him but it didn’t bring him any closer, and for some reason I couldn’t open my eyes. Where did I go? There has to be at least 10 minutes I have absolutely lost.