A relative of mine died on Sunday, so today my mom and I went to Costco to get food for the surviving family and the visitors during the shiva. We got fruit and stuff, but we also got a lot of cookies, and a lot of different kinds of cookies. As we were dragging our cart around Costco I was fantasizing about those cookies, but when we got to the house no one was eating any food. We put the cookies out on the table, but I felt like I couldn't eat given that the wife of the deceased hasn't really eaten since her husband died. Now I'm home and I want cookies. And not like that Milano bullshit, I want grocery store bakery sugar cookies with frosting. Activity for tomorrow!
I hope dreaming about cookies counts as cardio.