I am sitting in my favorite coffeeshop as I type this, working on a book I am writing, about Ben.
As I started packing up to leave just now, a song came on the radio: "Life for Rent" by Dido.
That's the song I was listening to as I pulled into a parking space at the hospital the morning Ben died. The last song I listened to before I knew he was gone.
I haven't liked Dido since.