Saturday, May 27, 2017


Beep beep beepbeep! Beep beep beepbeep!

The distinctive noise of an Omnipod expiration alarm rings out.

I reach for my bag, weary, ready, alert, alarmed. She reaches for her bag too.

"I thought that was me!" we both say.

We both smile.

A weight lifts off my shoulders. Something that was drudgery is, just for a moment, commuted into something whimsical.

I guess that's the power of community?