I don't know if this is unemployment depression or what, but I've noticed that even though I have lots of time to do things in, I'm not inclined to leave the house. I think I just realized that I'm trying to be as stationary as possible, as if every movement costs me money, which I am trying to conserve for fear of losing everything. I feel like going outside would invite that to happen. Like as soon as I step out the door, a runaway Loomis armored car is going to smash me dead.