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Not so criminal.

The security alarm began blaring as I sifted through a bin filled with mildly abused apples at the local Safeway. The security guard was barely fazed as he walked slowly toward the emergency exit door left slightly ajar.

“Happens all the time,” he mumbled, pulling the door closed and deactivating the alarm.

Everyone in the produce department went on about their business—ruffling lettuce leaves, massaging grapefruit and plucking stray bananas from their bundled bunches

Fairly certain no one was going chase the perpetrator down the street, I made my way toward the express lane. The checker offered a mostly genuine, “howya doing?”

“Big heist today?” I said, nodding toward the emergency exit.

“Pardon?” she replied.

“The alarm? Someone ran off with a bunch of stuff,” I explained.

Punching in the code for abused apples, she responded with a slight smile, “I don’t even hear that thing anymore…it happens so often, I just block it out.”

The notion of people having to steal food made me feel rotten. But the fact that no one at the store seems to strictly enforce the rules left me wondering if there might be more empathy out in the world than I’d originally thought.

The jury’s still out on that one.

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Hello darkness.

Last month, approximately 4 days following my one-year anniversary, I got canned. Laid off is the fancy word for it. They mean the exact same thing as far as I can tell, but one comes with a severance package and one doesn’t.

This was not a bad thing. For many reasons that I will keep away from the Internet, getting laid off was an extremely positive turn of events.

Since I was let go, I’ve had amazing opportunities to enjoy beautiful bike trails on random weekday afternoons—while working stiffs are stuck squirming in their ergonomic chairs trying to decide if they can get away with taking a quick walk to Starbucks.

Eat at restaurants easily without reservations—because everyone else is chained to their desk checking their Facebook status and scrolling through Instagram on their phones.

And the extra sleep. Even as an early riser, the most liberating part of this whole turn of events has been the freedom to wake up naturally—without an alarm.

But I’m back to work now. Another positive turn of events, let me say that I feel tremendously fortunate that life has quickly fallen into place. Of course, back to work means back to alarms and today I was up before the sun for the first time in a few weeks.

As I watched the purple stripes of the eastern sky fade into a light blue haze, I was reminded how incredible the early-morning hours can be. And how much I like to write these short slice-of-life stories while the rest of the world is still sleeping.

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