My flat didn't have a balcony but a big glass window I could open and see the sky. I labelled it a survival window.
The only emotional grip I had indoors was yoga. I meditated a lot and dreamt of becoming a Jay Shetty and minting money 😁. Touched many books after a long gap. Started dieting. Allowed more bandwidth online and found myself very casual with strangers. Sometimes faked I miss you. Couldn't hurt people. Netflix became best buddy. Watched so many series! Thought of death recurred every other day. Never declined the requests for financial help.
It's still weird to think I wasn't lonely and depressed being locked up for almost two years!