to much of a good thing

I haven't wanted to write about food lately.

Nothing sounds or tastes good, but everything in reach makes its way to the digestive tract, fiercely. It has been at least three full days of face stuffing. I feel lousy.
I went to make breakfast this morning around 8 a.m. and stopped short of frying up two eggs with feta and zucchini. I realized just as I was turning on the burner that I was indeed not hungry. My stomach was still full with last nights masquerade of leftovers and pantry items. I still had trace amounts of the dark chocolate Hershey kiss in mouth that I'd eaten right before bed.
My days hunger was fulfilled with a smattering of watermelon, rice cakes and noodles. Terrible, I know!
There is only one thing I can do, take a break.
I think it would be beneficial to me if I limited myself to water, herbal teas, fruits and veggies for a few days.
Sometimes it nice to give the gut a break.