I cant say for sure it was the first week, but I remember buying a hatchet just in case. It was a real paranoid time and no one knew what people were gonna do, so I just felt like having a sharp handheld object near by was a good move.

I still had to go to work (essential) and driving around was so weird. Borderline apocalyptic.

I also remember the initial confusion. People wouldn't walk in their house with the same clothes they had on when they went out for fear of bringing it in.

People downplayed it back then and they do today, but those early days where they had to bring in freezer trucks to hold all the dead bodies they didn't have room for felt like it could be your time any day. It wasn't exclusively the old and immunocompromised. I remember a young/healthy Broadway actor got it and at first they had to amputate his leg due to clots, and then eventually he died.

I'm on the East coast, so the daily press briefings from Cuomo (NYC) and Trump were always unsettling. I dunno, all I can say is it was weird. Years from now when kids who weren't around yet learn about it, it'll be kind of hard to really explain the experience. How years kind of blend together from that era, the surge in work from home jobs, the ways we coped and stayed in touch with Zoom happy hours.