The first day, nothing felt different.

Weekends just felt like weekends,

a much-needed “spring break”

But days melt into each other

Sometimes too much work, sometimes too much free time

I will never prefer working from home.

I still see my friends sometimes

But I haven’t touched anyone outside of my family in 13 weeks.

It’s something I think about constantly

Getting coffee

Going to the doctor’s office

Going to protests

I have a favorite facemask, one that matches most of my outfits.

Next week, I start some online summer classes at SCC

Another two months of online schoolwork

and never leaving the house