RIP- my helmet

today i am a broken man. my helmet was completely destroyed today when it was run over. its not the price of the helmet that kills me, $300, but it's the thought of knowing it could have been prevented. i forgot to place the helmet in my car after going out for a ride today in longbeach. i left it on top of my truck and took off. as i made my way trough downtown i felt something strange, i felt incomplete. when i realized it it was already too late. as i busted a U by the court house and start hauling ass down ocean to where i had parked by the art museum, i kept getting stuck behind people doing the speed limit. but no matter how fast i was going, 70mph, that just wasn't fast enough to save my precious helmet. when i finally found my helmet across the street from where i parked. i ran across four lanes of traffic, narrowly being hit myself, to retrieve what i could see was my life-less helmet. when i held my limp dead helmet in my arms a little part of me died inside. now i feel lost, i dont know where to go from here. i wish it would have been me and not the helmet that had been run over. its not like i can just go to a bike shop and replace that specific helmet. now im going to have to europe in order to find my helmet just because it unavailable for purchase in the USA.