Quarantine days

We're on unprecedented times here in the world. We have been forced inside and out of our jobs for 20 days now in Spain, where I'm currently living, it's scary, and it's a blessing, for me anyway.
We're in April and winter weather drags, making the air feel crisper, as it failed to do during January, people seem to forget social constructs and scream for twenty minutes every night, to remind health workers, and supermarket employees that we appreciate their jobs, now more than ever, people, now realised that they didn't know their neighbours and want to know them through shouts from across balconies.
I see my friends suffering lockdown, panicking over what will come next, dreading getting infected and dying, which it's its own philosofical question on its own, but seems more relevant now than it ever did.
This are weird times, people seem to enjoy doing routine things that get them out of the house, because otherwise they would be forced to return home, and be there until the quarantine is over, which, nobody knows when that will be... dogs are being used as a getting out of the house trope.
The air feels clearer, and the mountains are more in focus, my morning coffee breathes its warm steam into the corner of my 4th floor balcony, as I watch people pass on the streets below, paranoia ridden, wearing all kind of "masks" thinking somehow that will make them immune to everything.
Is it only our defiant nature that compels us to have an impossible urge to leave the house? Is it our social nature that requests our proximity to other humans?
I would much rather have this lockdown to myself, but circumstances are rarely what we would want, as for most people, they have the inexplicable urge to go out, I always craved solitude and silence, and even though this pandemic craze we're living, is no surprise to me, it's again, for me alone, a blessing in disguise, I have time to write, to read, to bake, and be at home, to have silence (most of the time) and grow awareness of how much work I have to do, and procrastinate, of all I should be doing but I decide other things are more important.
Today is day twenty, and it's the first time I came to my balcony to write, let alone do anything else, and honestly, there are a lot more people going around than I thought there would be, and the fact that distance between buildings is half of what it should be, and wall thickness is a fifth of what would make a building normal, it's a little like living in your neighbour's living room.
I was never one for crowds but even more so now, that I've been blissfuly at home for more than twenty days.
This abismal difference with most people makes me wonder if I'm ahead of evolution or behind, I don't crave social contact, and I definitively don't need it with access to services that require no human interaction, as I understand it, our social conduct is a genetic instinct to stay safe, but that's no longer true, we're not safer together in a big crowd than we are on our own.
as a recurring theme on human history, people don't really know about their own, and therefore are doomed to repeat it, brilliant minds of our time, have foreseen this kind of situation, and warned the competent, or in this case incompetent government entities about how to prevent or even prepare for something of this magnitude, but were crudely ignored, and so, we're here, economy trembling like an autumn leaf, jobless people, preventable deaths, and all because of poor judgement and lack of knowledge of our history. We are the worse enemy of our own selves, and still fail to see that most of our problems are self inflicted, and ergo, could be self resolving.
It amazes me that a 90's scify movie has words of wisdom in this case "A person is smart. People are dumb, panicky dangerous animals and you know it. Fifteen hundred years ago everybody knew the Earth was the center of the universe. Five hundred years ago, everybody knew the Earth was flat, and fifteen minutes ago, you knew that humans were alone on this planet. Imagine what you'll know tomorrow" It is from man in black, and honestly, it's ever so relevant and up to date. 
In this day and age, ignorance is a choice, and it's one I can't condone. We should know better, and still we refuse to learn from our mistakes, only time will tell how it will all end, if we come to the other side wiser and more prepared, or if this was all a waste of life and energy.