I still feel this way, but boy do I feel tested!! I pine for my favorite SF amenity: endless earnest conversation sitting on a stranger's living room floor.
Same. I was in VA recently, feeling disappointment/shame for letting the thoughts in my head grow stale/uninteresting.
Next day, got drinks w a few endlessly interesting Twitter friends. I felt like me again the next day, devouring a few new books I wouldn't have read otherwise.
Being starved of serendipity is one of the hardest parts of quarantine IMO. Easy to not realize that's the cause then blame yourself.
I realize now I would get those sorts of intellectually rich and novel interactions many times a week before, without much effort. Miss it a lot.
Yes, I am extremely starved of serendipity! My thoughts are in a rut. Reading interesting stuff helps, but not as much as old-SF dinner parties. Doesn't help that I feel super emotionally disconnected in video chats.