I sort of enjoyed that it was everybody who were stuck at home, couldn't go to restaurants, couldn't go on exotic vacations, couldn't go to parties etc. Some of it was just enjoying how the world slowed down and became less noisy. Some of it was the feeling that finally there was a greater social project, something actually important that we were all working towards. The politicians were so scared that they cut out their racist bullshit and insufferable bickering for a while and listened to people who actually knew what they were talking about.

Some of it was also a sense of shared suffering. The nice explanation was that now everyone was stuck at home and couldn't have any fun, I no longer felt alone and like a freak for having lived like that most of my life. There was an awareness that living like this really sucks. The less nice explanation is good old-fashioned schadenfreude, finally all these spoilt pricks who have always skated through life and looked down on people like me and made .e feel like shit for not being born with a silver spoon up my ass and a brain that didn't short-circuit whenever I am around other people were feeling just a little of what I have always been dealing with and these weak-ass fucks were absolutely loosing their minds over not being able to go to a restaurant.