Calm downs and go drink your prune juice, or what ever old people are drinking these days.
I would have been jealous that a few weeks ago lol. I can’t yet wrap my brain around why being home every day is bothering me so much when a month ago the idea of every night being Saturday night sounds like best life ever. I think it’s just because our choice to not leave has been taken away. I want to stay home Cos I want to, not Cos I have to -_-