ohhhh!

I was felled by food poisoning over the weekend. After feeling odd and clammy for an hour, I rushed to the loo and fell to my knees. As I lifted the toilet lid and braced myself for what was about to happen, I realized that I hadn't thrown up in about 15 years. For a moment I thought I might not remember how. After the first gag, however, my body seemed to know what to do.

And it did it for several hours.

This disgusting incident reaffirms my long-held belief that the center of the body is not the heart or the mind. It is the stomach. If your stomach is off, it doesn't matter if you've achieved inner peace. You're screwed.