“I should call the building inspector,” I mused to myself as the walls closed in around me. It didn’t seem very structurally sound for walls to do that.
Cabin fever. Pandemic fatigue. Whatever we call it, it leads to the same emotions of loneliness, isolation and an overall sense of ennui.
It wasn’t so bad in my part of the country when the weather was warm. Parks and playgrounds offered sunshine and solace as a balm to our cabin fever.
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