Yes it has changed.
And most people on this thread seem to acknowledge some change has happened whether they see it through the prism of a benefit or not is purely personal.
I feel dc and I have lost some golden time - but now feel I have to say yes to everything to make up for it, leading to exhaustion.
I definitely live more for now - as we don't know about tomorrow. But that same uncertainty is uncomfortable to live with. I want to know there are no more bolts out of the blue coming, but no one can say that or know that.
Some friends were lost. Most remained and I am closer in some ways, but actually organising stuff has become much more difficult than it used to be. I don't know why.
Even though more or less everything is back to normal on the surface at least, more or less - I don't feel like my life has the same order that it used to. Some things are not working properly, have not returned, everything feels 'harder'.
But we are getting there.
I have covid now, and realise it has not gone...not by a long shot and I am so ill again and can't believe it is still here in some ways. I just wish it hadn't happened, but wonder what the greater message will be. We need to slow down collectively?