Monday’s online finds: Cozy up and dig in.

• I will make more soups this season. I will, dammit. (A Couple Cooks)
• Grand-mates: Generations Sharing a Special Bond (and Sometimes the Rent) – More young adults are moving in with their grandparents, in a trend known as “skipped-generation” households. (NYT)
• For all the 39-year-olds in my life (Wit & Delight)
• Wait, this is still a career possibility? Where and when can Miles and I sign up! (The Atlantic)
• Did I write this, or did someone steal it from my brain: Every Aug. 1, an alarm goes off in my brain. Fall is coming. Then winter. Then you’ll be depressed. FOR MONTHS. While it’s not exactly a cheerful thought, it’s one that I can count on every year. (Apartment Therapy)
• “I’m working as hard as I can to come out the other side… But it’s a huge sense of shame and a sense that I’ve just let a ton of people down. People expect me to be fully cured, fully healed, be an advocate for this stuff… And it’s not a completely linear thing. I think that’s been the hardest thing. I just want it to be this one linear, upward trajectory. It never is.” – A serious injury kept her out of the World Championships marathon. That was only one part of her complicated health picture. (Runner’s World)
• Who’s in need of a museum date with me? (Open Culture)
• Anything but reels, and I am happy – The food blogger aesthetic has given way to something more realistic and DIY: Laissez-faire Instagram food is here (Eater)
• And for days like this: A Single-Serving Chocolate Chip Cookie (WP)

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