Covid diaries: Caoimhe Fox

Pre-Covid, I held the impression that working from home was a luxury of the suburban homeowner. Mature folk who start the day with freshly squeezed juice followed by a relaxing morning at the helm of a mahogany desk. When I occasionally worked from home, I used to feel like an imposter and the stress of over-working, to prove I was actually working, often made it easier to just go in the office. I also admit to viewing the life of a suburban commuter with a thin veil of superiority.