Éireann Lorsung (MIEL editor):
Last Thursday (not yesterday; a week ago), I left the house. For a whole hour or so, alone. Incredible how much better that made me feel. Despite the rough drizzle of rain, being outside, among people, near the canal, walking through the air was thrilling. A boy kicking cans off a bridge into the street, the orange sign of the second-hand shop lit up. The cars with their lights on. Even the grayness of the day, which from inside the house had felt unbearable any longer, suddenly took on dimension and depth and the fog was more an embrace than a rebuff.
I have to recommend leaving the house as a possible remedy for what ails you. If leaving the house is something you can do (and especially if you can do it but haven’t for a while), perhaps it will be for you the tonic it was for me.