I spent most of my childhood in my bedroom grinding to make a better life and "get out" of the small town I grew up in.
I got there, and after a few short years the world decided to retreat to their bedrooms.
I enjoy riding the Tube, or cycling, or walking. I enjoy driving too. I enjoy seeing people on busy high streets, I enjoy chatting / playing card games over lunch at work, etc.
I never made work my entire social circle, my colleagues were always colleagues, I have other avenues for that.
There's also the whole "corona theater" element, with people pretending that they don't want to come in because they'll die or whatever, which might have made sense for a month or two in March last year but now is just a sign that you're dealing with someone who is either deliberately lying or just has no understanding of the situation.
I genuinely think that WFH for the vast majority is just a step towards the dystopia of having people live in endless tower blocks somewhere, plugged into a wall with a VR headset and a nutrition drip. It'd be more efficient and convenient.
But I don't want to be efficient. I could maximize my efficiency by jumping off a bridge.
That ain't life.