I was born to be a bit of a hermit, so I'm not feeling a pinch here. Basically I get out in the wee hours to walk dogs when no one is awake but me and the vampires. Then I have the three mile ride to and from our two homes. I have worked out how to have food delivered and have set up a routine for handling of mail and other deliveries. Today the mailman threw me a curve by dropping off packages addressed to my address but for a neighbor about a block away. I had to go out in the sunlight and drop the packages off on the neighbor's porch, ring the bell and run just like I left a burning paper bag on the porch on Halloween.
Some of my neighbors had a 13th birthday party (oh no another teenager) for a child. The new norm is that celebratory signs were put on the front lawn and a caravan of well-wishers drove by, honked their horns, and shouted out good wishes as they drove by. This is an example of how this pandemic is changing us after two months. So many of our customary interactions will require adjustments until they have a cure available to all. My neighbors figured out a way to save the joy of the day and not endanger the people they care for. All this isolation is a huge labor of love. We have to give up many of life's simple pleasures so that we can maintain the health and lives of our fellows. There is a chance that if the state reopens soon that I will not be able to see my beloved wife and daughter for many months to a year. If that what it takes to keep my mother and other people safe, that is the hand we've been dealt.
When you are feeling down... reach out to a friend. If you're bored... you really don't understand what books and the internet have to occupy your mind. Reach out to the knowledge of the world... it's there for you. Be gentle with one another. Think of those who are sick and support those who find themselves grieving through loss.