I've run out of periodicals to read. At least one title was lost in the mails; it comes once a quarter and that allowed me to track the schedule. Close enough to complain anyway. I should get a replacement within a month of the end of last month.
The other magazines come biweekly, semiannually, or on some other schedule that I've lost track of which may mean that I will receive 7 publications next Monday. But I doubt it. That was what I was hoping for last Monday.
The advantage of periodicals is that they provide some weak sense of interaction with the editors and authors. A book may have been written two years ago or in 1857 and there isn't the gloss of currency to it. A book says more about what the author was thinking some time in the past; the magazine shares less in total but more about what people were thinking recently.
I'm noticing this loss particularly as the UPI website has decided to ignore any requests from me. News websites change over the course of the years and sometimes become unreadable or unresponsive or even shut down completely. One must accept this as reality even while rejecting it as an ideal. Some of the lost later return but in the last couple months I've lost practical access to three sites and regained only one.
When the parts of the mails and the internet that I use are stable for a while I quickly become satisfied and complacent. I've found the way to cope, I think, and that is true for a little while. When change comes again I rediscover how unresilient my life can be. (This may be exagerated by the isolation of the current pandemic. I do hope we will not have a repeat experiment to test this particular hypothesis.)
Looking at the flowers or scratching a cat can help but neither of those gives a sense of what other human beings are thinking.