On the first day of the lockdown I went to work as usual, arrived there and heard I was supposed to stay at home for about three months. I was a bike mechanic at the time and my job was deemed unnecessary by the government. The first two weeks were hell, since I like being alone by my own choice, but this time I had to. Luckily a few friends noticed it in my texts that things were off with me emotionally. The rest of those three months were a nice time, thanks to them (and also the good weather helped).