Hi,
After spending so much time at home with each other, and not people in relevant age, no wonder this a regression. Oh, I am not talking about the kids. I am the one in regression 
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It started when I listened to a song from my youth called New York – Rafah from Seigetz (Punk in Yiddish). I realized it fits the situation like a glove. Its first few sentences says:
“You said that after the rain,
It’s gonna be better, It’s gonna more comfortable,
You said that after the holidays,
We’ll be back to normal, back like big.
We passed the rain and Sukkot,
And it still all the same and I’m still the same idiot,
You lied to me, as it is after Sukkot.
And if you were right, why I fell like crying?
This world is shit, from New York to Rafah…”
Than is some point the playlist of the album (with the same name) jumped to the songs of nowadays band of those guys. Signing about to his kid about how life were on the 90’s. It got me into Nostalgic mode, when we was looking for something naive and innocent. When, as I remembered only good things happened.
It made me do something I haven’t done till now – I went on looking my friends from the Scouts in Facebook or even the army basic training friends (That is weird as I suffered there so much I have suppressed all of them). I even opened Linkedin to look from undergraduate studies…
But in the end I just went out and cried…
Take care
Gad