Farewell to My First Motorcycle

I will never forget you. My biggest scar, my first motorcycle… For a significant period of my life, this bike was everything to me. You never forget your first. With it, I traveled across 5 countries and 12 cities, covering thousands of miles. I learned about wind, freedom, loneliness, and growth with it. And in the end, with a broken heart, I had to sell it in Turkey in a damaged condition. Some goodbyes are not just about an object, but about the closing of a chapter.