I'm asthmatic in Los Angeles and I've got... a lot of feelings. A lot of businesses are operating in a limited capacity (i.e. take-out only, etc.), and there's noticeably less people outside (less traffic, etc.), but IMO there's still an upsetting number of people that still don't seem to be taking this as seriously as they should yet (especially in such a densely populated area).
Before we got the formal work from home order on 3/13, we were flaccidly advised to basically "be careful" while increasingly not having the means to do so (soap/hand sanitizer was running low, dense office layout, etc.). People were getting worried and wanted to work from home, but no one really felt comfortable doing so without a formal allowance (especially in this industry where that sort of ask can be seen as a "poor culture fit" that eventually leads to your layoff). I think between people putting pressure on HR and other teams/studios switching to work-from-home, eventually our team had its hand forced - I say this because it seemed like they were unprepared when the announcement was made. Literally hours before we went home, they were trying to figure out what hardware/software people needed despite having ample time. Luckily the transition was pretty painless - most of us have ample experience working remotely and there's functionally not much difference between us working on-site or at home... which makes the fact they were dragging their heels on it all the more frustrating.
Outside of work, I'm anxious that no matter how vigilant I am (frequent hand-washing, taking temperature twice/day, cleaning/disinfecting 1-2 times/day, not going outside, letting my boyfriend handle any outdoor essentials, gloves/mask/separate outdoor clothes anytime anyone leaves the house, disinfecting mail/groceries, frequent laundry), I have no influence over what happens on a company/state/federal/global level and have a significantly higher chance of dying if things are mishandled. I took on some pretty mindless freelance work and play a lot of video games on the weekends to keep my mind off of things, but it can get overwhelming at times and I feel depressed/exhausted/unmotivated/antisocial despite having two extra hours from what would be my daily commute - it doesn't help being cooped up in a tiny apartment with poor natural light.
As much as that sucks, I'm angry for the people that have it worse - people who lost their jobs (and health insurance), older people, more immunocompromised people, grossly underpaid and poorly-treated grocery/food/service-industry workers, impoverished people, homeless/housing-insecure people, undocumented immigrants, etc. There's so much injustice for seemingly no reason - worker protections could be more robust but they're not, healthcare could be universal but it's not, housing could be a basic human right but it's not, we could put people over profit but we don't, we could be working together towards a solution globally but we're not (Cuba already has a treatment they're willing to share with us, but we won't import it because of the embargo). This pandemic is worsened by an intersection of economic/political/social injustices that're just making everything exponentially worse than it needs to be.
All that being said, I'm genuinely trying to look on the bright side - I'm grateful to have a roof over my head, I'm grateful to have pretty robust health insurance, I'm grateful I still have my job (and it pays very well), I'm grateful to be in a union, I'm grateful I've saved quite a bit, I'm grateful I have a boyfriend who understands I can't go outside and helps me out, I'm grateful my friends/family are supportive and patient with me. The light at the end of the tunnel for me is the hope that when all this is over, we'll be more radicalized than ever to put people over profits and we can make major changes for the betterment of people, not companies/stockholders/etc.