An Apology to my Digestive Tract, et al

Dear Stomach,

I'm sorry about last night. I was out of line. I don't know what got into me. I didn't mean to upset you. I realize now that the ridiculous foods I consumed with Carolyn last night were not as good of an idea as they seemed at the time. I'm sorry. I was wrong. Please accept my apology. Please stop hurting.

I love you.
BM