Everything’s the same but everything’s different. My routines are gone. Rather than trivially driving home from work on Sundays, stopping by my mailbox to pick up my mail and recycle my junk mail, and going about my day, now everything’s different. I’m working from home for the unforeseeable future. Everything looks the same, but with how current events are going, everything is different. Instead of driving, I walked, which was just the decompression I needed.