I’m back in Boston in a conference room on the 34th floor. The meeting is starting late, so I’m enjoying the view. Something moving catches my eye. I looked closer and see it is a butterfly. A butterfly – at the level of the 34th floor! It’s just flapping gaining in altitude as it disappears from my view.

Then the alarm starts. A fire alarm. Supposedly there is an emergency situation in the building I am in. It’s on the corner of State Street near Government Center. At first, my colleagues and I stop and check with the receptionist. Do we need to evacuate? Apparently not. She’ll let us know if we need to descend the 34 levels of staircase.

But the emergency flashing doesn’t stop. I am still up here in this conference room overlooking the river. I wonder what the emergency is. And if today is my last day. Only time will tell.

Update: Apparently it’s all good now. Now, where’s that butterfly.