i apologise for my absence, but this is what i’ve been doing all summer: making oatmeal and reading magazines on my bed. well, i’ve only eaten oatmeal once this summer, but i did so as part of a crucial meal time. so, i’m going to call this summer my “oatmeal summer”. i didn’t go anywhere exciting, neither did i do anything exciting; but like oatmeal, it was satisfying. grossly so.