I was out for my Saturday morning run when I came to a big intersection on Meridian and stopped to wait for the light. Then I felt strange, short of breath, heart pumping. Next thing I knew you were honking at me because I had run into the street with cars going by on both sides. Instead of fainting, I had inexplicably jogged into moving traffic. But you were there, shaking me awake with your horn. Once I safely got back to the curb, you asked if I was OK, offered to call someone for me, and made sure I was safe. Before I realized that you saved me, you were gone.
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