Bad times

We are staying at Jackson hot springs tonight and hitchhiking a ride to dillon, the next city with a bike shop, in the morning. I got hit by a truck today and it broke my back tire rim and my guitar. I don't even have a scratch and don't know how that's possible. I have no idea how I got off my bike, but I was standing on the side of the road and it was wrecked in the middle of the road. The man who hit me gave me a ride back to pick up Beth, and then to Jackson where we are now. Beth told our mom and she is scared shitless. I don't blame her, and continuing on this trip feels very selfish but I've wanted to do this for so long now. From here on out I hope the trip gets smoother.