I saw a man on the street, lying facedown in the middle of the busy city road.
No, I did not exactly see how it happened. But I saw the aftermath of what it’s like to drive on a rainy day, a driver running straight to the man he just hit, hoping that when he lightly shakes the man, he becomes conscious (again).
I wish I knew what happened to the man, lying facedown in the middle of the busy city road, with blood running on his face.
But, perhaps, I’ll never know.
P.S.: Drive safely and be watchful. People crossing the streets have families like you too.
jessa 