D.C. — along with nearly every other city — has responded quickly to the threat of the corona virus, announcing on Friday that schools and libraries would close for at least the next two weeks beginning on Monday. Gatherings of more than 250 people have been ceased, which means most cultural activities have shuttered, although bars remain open.

The universities told their students not to return from spring break and most tourists have wisely also remained home, which makes the region, which should be full of school groups pouring over our sidewalks and amiable suburbanites stopping two steps off the top of the metro escalators to consult their maps, oddly empty.

We were told on Thursday to prepare to work at home for the next two days, although most of us expect that that edict will also expand into April.

If Europe is any indication, this is not the end of the restrictions, but the beginning. Cities are particularly vulnerable for any transmissible illness, because we literally live on top of each other, so it won’t surprise me if we eventually build up to a “don’t leave home unless you’re going to the grocery store or for medical assistance” model.

I know these are reasonable precautions given this illness’ rapid spread, but it is not easy. The whole reason to live in a city is because of its amenities. No one actually enjoys living in the tiny amount of real estate allotted to each of us — and my subterranean dwelling is going to get to me fast once they tell us never to set foot outdoors again.

The one good thing that may come of this is that Rudi and I are going to have to do a serious tidy of the apartment. There’s no way we’re going to be able to function here 24 hours a day 7 days a week in its current state.

But at least we have the internet, right?