A Story of Recovery:
No Free Lunch?
I was sitting in front of the laundromat waiting for a friend to return to the car.
I read a big sign in the window that said, “Wednesday—Free Soup.”
My mind ran away with a story line. How lovely, people get together, do their laundry, and enjoy free soup. On and on went my mind.
My friend got into the car, looked up, and said, “What do you know, Wednesdays, free soap!
Guess who the food addict is.