"Made Me Think"

Close to midnight last night, I was driving back to my apartment complex from a friend's place after watching the UF vs. LSU football game.

It just goes to show you how conscious you have to be on the road. I had just passed an intersection, and I was going speed limit down the right-most lane. I noticed a man standing on the median, observing the coming traffic. The closest car to me was several yards ahead.

Between the break of my car and the one in front of me, the man began jaywalking across the street. I was only several feet away from him as he began to run into my lane. I stepped on the gas hard, blowing past him just as he hit the spot where my car had been a split-second before, and averted the predicament that would have been his certain death.

I still don't know what he was thinking. I don't know if he was drunk, or if he was perhaps suicidal. But my heart has not pounded that hard before. My blood has never raced like that.

I can't imagine what it would've been like to be in the situation where someone's blood is on my hands, even out of their own stupidity. I'm grateful I don't have to deal with that. But just thinking about it...I mean, at that point, I just wanted to get back to my apartment and stay in my room for the rest of the night.

It certainly made me think.