When Someone Dies

When someone dies, after being horribly sad, I always have two very opposing feelings. The first can be summed up with "Oh my gosh, I need to eat better and exercise more so I can have a long healthy life and enjoy life more." The second thought can be summed up with "I should eat all the brownies I can, you only live once, I could die tomorrow without having enjoyed enough sweet and greasy foods."
It's pretty absurd that my mind goes right to food in relation to death. There is much more I should be thinking about. Rather than eating or not eating I need to start thinking about the actual fulfilling things in life: 
Relationships: Friendships, romantic relationships, familial connections, love. My goal should be to experience relationships for all they are worth. 
Experiences: Trying new things, taking leaps, testing boundaries, going new places. I'll probably regret not experiencing something I had the chance to experience more than I'd regret not eating another chocolate cookie.
Although, at the end of the day, I don't think there is regret in the afterlife, at least not in heaven?

RIP to Reuben Mitchell, the best Barack Obama impersonator I knew. You, and your talent, will be missed.

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