On February 3, 2006, two weeks after Laura and I got married at City Hall, she got into a terrible bike accident. She doesn’t remember what happened and there were no witnesses. They found her lying two blocks away from the restaurant she worked at. She had flown forward straight onto her face without putting her hands out to break her fall. We have no idea what caused it.
Laura bounced back surprisingly fast after such a traumatizing accident. I think she recovered better than I did. I still suffer from the worst anxiety when we ride our bikes together. This photo was taken seven months later outside Austin, Texas.
