I mean, it depends a lot on where you are I suppose. I am stuck in a backwards, conservative, largely MAGA hick town where all the white people seem super glad that we're deporting a bunch of their friends and neighbors considering this a big farming town, and we have a lot of immigrant farm workers. They don't seem to care that the white people left over aren't strong or resilient enough to actually do the farm work nor do they want to because they think they're above it.

I don't have any friends here, and I am staying with family who while not MAGA is still very conservative in the economic sense, so I get a lot of grief for being broke and having cancer and acting like I should be worshipping the ground they walk on because I'm not on the street instead of that being the bare minimum you should do for family who did nothing to get saddled with an insanely costly disease.

So I huddle inside and try to avoid going out as much as possible because there isn't much here for me. All the people with educations and thoughtful opinions leave this town in their twenties at the latest. I'm not going to suddenly meet a whole group of smart, thoughtful people. It's also not even particularly good to look at, it's a drab, dirty, desert town without a lot of trees and a bunch of concrete.

Like seriously, when you're in a situation like mine, what the fuck is going outside even for other than being reminded that you live in fucking hell?