"Ohhhh, you're that Amanda! Oh my god!"

She hugs me, "You went for coffee with him last night"

"Yeah, that's me."

"You saved his life last night."

She hugs me again.


I've been acting like a selfish jerk, thinking of myself in this situation, and she made me realize that this wasn't about me at all. It was about him. I did what I did because I cared, and still care, but I still could have been a better person about it. I guess I didn't realize the gravity of the situation, and I should have. I really should have.