At long last: I dont just enjoyI revel.

The skies are gray and rain is pouring down over Los Angeles.

Were in the middle of something called a storm train.

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Its January now, but Im playing Counting Crows A Long December on repeat.

And yet, theres work to be done and a desk chair to be sat in.

When the rain started, I remembered oatmeal.

Photography of a apple juice in glasses and apples in a wicker basket on wooden table

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That inspired unqualified trainers and toxic fitness influencersto pile on.

Oats are total bullshit!,says @carnivoremd2.

Thanks for literally nothing, diet culture.

red pigment in a wooden spoon

It was also loved by my grandparents, Bobie and Pops.

Somehow, oatmeal would absorb it all.

In one word, Im choosing nourishment.

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Last words on my oatmeal eraand yours

Your oatmeal era doesnt have to be about oatmeal.

Almost as good as Pops.

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Cropped shot of young woman shopping in the dairy section of a supermarket. She is reading the nutrition label on a container of fresh organic healthy natural yoghurt

A hand is stirring a sourdough starter in a glass jar, on a kitchen countertop. The light casts a warm glow, highlighting the ingredients inside the jar.

Two cups with coffee and green tea on a beige background.