Just that really. Do you see the situation ending eventually and being able to go back to a normal way of life?
Initially I thought, 6 months, then realistically maybe by the end of next year things will be on an even keel. Now I'm starting to forget what real life is like.
The day to day of lockdown hasn't bothered me hugely as I'm not exactly a social butterfly. I'm very fortunate that I've been able to work from home on full pay which has been a Godsend as it's enabled me to make regular care visits to my parents who live round the corner (my dad is dying and I've otherwise been nowhere and seen no-one since lockdown began).
But longer term, having nothing to look forward to is really starting to get me down. No theatre or museums, trips to London, holidays, festivals, concerts, no chance of meeting anyone (I'm divorced and quite happily single in general but the thought that if this continues I may never have sex again is not great!)
And even if the virus itself mutated to be less serious or we get a vaccine or treatment the impact it will have had will be enormous.
Rationally I keep telling myself that the likes of Spanish flu and bubonic plague blew over, we recovered from two world wars etc...
Anyone fancy telling me I'm.being ridiculous and one day this will all seem like a bad dream.