When I moved to my current house, my wife and kid were at our previous house for a while. I deliberately chose this house for its isolation, so for a while the only people I really spoke to were local cashiers every few days. (Side note: my kid was three at the time and had left a toy triceratops on the back of one of the commodes the day we signed for the house. I never thought a toilet would make me miss someone so much.)

Anyway, I work remotely and had a daily virtual meeting. Most days, that meeting was the first and last time I spoke. I also had some kind of long lived sinus infection going on, so not only did I speak pretty rarely, until I opened my mouth I wasn’t even sure if I’d have a voice that day.