The months are passing by slowly, but somehow it also feels a bit jarring that it’s already September. I constantly feel like I’m stuck inside a reality that feels uneventful, because the days all look the same– home and office– from Mondays to Sundays. But at the same time, I can’t quite rightly say that nothing is happening, because this situation we live and deal with everyday is itself the main event. My subconscious response to missing “normal life” has manifested itself through impulse buys and purchases of food-related items that I feel might add some color and contrast to my days. Some of them do, some of them don’t.