I was thinking last night that my brain is still broken from the pandemic. It exaggerated my normal introversion and homebody tendencies into something resembling agoraphobia. I go weeks without going anywhere but the grocery store, picking up take-out once a week, my daily walk and that’s about it.

Yesterday I was looking through some photos I took on business trips and thought: That was me. I used to do that. I used to be that guy.

The situation is complicated by our being at higher risk than most people. But not going anywhere has its own risks.