I lived right across the street from the office, so my commute was a breeze, but when you weren’t allowed to go home, the issue of how close your house was to your workplace became more or less moot. The benefit was that because I barely encountered anyone while working, I didn’t need to give my appearance much thought, so sometimes, I’d throw a coat over my pyjamas and head to work like that. And on days when I had the time, I would pop back home and eat dinner before returning to the office.
