I damaged my bike in a collision with a yellow moped last Wednesday. It was my fault; I thought I could cross in front of it and get out of its way with seconds to spare. I was wrong.
My career counsellor, who witnessed the accident (we'd just finished a session), says it's due in large part to my failure to live in the moment -- I'm so preoccupied by my current jobless state that my mind keeps worrying away at it 24/7, with the result that I pay little or no attention to what's going on around me. She may very well be right.
Luckily, I'm okay, apart from a few cuts and bruises. And my bike should be good as new by the end of the week, too.
As for the moped and its owner, other than a few scratches, they were fine; and we decided not to bother with insurance forms. Instead, we exchanged phone numbers, and I called him the following day to find out how he was and what the damage to his moped came to, but he didn't pick up and even though I left a message, he hasn't rung back yet. Let's hope it means he's not interested in pursuing this, as the cost of repairs to my bike are already steep enough on their own.