Ben Does Life.: A view from the sidelines.
I sit here in my familiar restaurant, in front of my familiar bowl of soup. With my familiar (and spectacular) waitresses who keep my drink refilled. My pen lies on my notebook and my fingers rest on the keyboard.
And as I sit, I peer over my computer, beyond the blog, beyond Facebook, beyond my…
”If it’s not diagnosed, it’s not there” sounds an awful lot to me like “If I don’t step on the scale, then I’m not overweight.” Do life, Ben- see a doctor.
