Now, I have not exactly been the pillar of health these last few months, many of you will remember my brush with death. But, I saw that as an isolated instance. Something that I would recover from and leap directly back into my youth. Needless to say I have been taking good care of myself. This includes and extended stay at my parents condo, plenty of yoga, and eating fairly well.
As I sat in Cass Cafe with Mr. D. I thought nothing of ordering their famous lentil burger and onion rings. Hell, I remember eating "The Love Basket" (consisting of only fries and onion rings) for dinner several nights after WSU shows. It was not long after I gobbled the greasy food that I had an upset stomach. We took a long walk to the Fisher building, and then sipped on Ice Tea, but the issue only got worse. I found myself in a CVS parking lot in the middle of Detroit with D running in to get me medicine. I knew he had to get home, but just like the good old days, his main concern was that I was okay (a novelty I must admit I took for granted as a teen). Once I successfully convinced him that I could make the journey to Shelby Township without his assistance we parted ways. Though, he was rather reluctant to let me drive myself.
I jumped on I 94 and with minutes, I was pulled over to the side of the highway vomiting with great conviction. Stupid onion rings! It was at that moment that I realized that I hadn't really eaten fries since February, and that this could possibly be the cause of my body's rebellion. For a moment I morned for the loss of my iron stomach, but that was only a brief distraction to the joy that I experienced at Mr. D's continued loyalty. Whatever happens it's nice to know that true, sincere love won't betray you the same way your digestive system will.
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