This is the name given to the feelings of dread/apprehension/tension/sadness/anger on a Sunday, when one knows the weekend is drawing to a close and the working week will begin the next day.
For me it is very real, tends to kick in abut 6.30PM, when I know I have just the evening left to pursue my creative and social interests before becoming that automaton again at 8.30am.
My job offers little in terms of satisfaction or salary.
These feelings can manifest as an inability to concentrate, a confusion of what to do, and lethargy, which then ends up with me browsing online without plan and achieving little.
It can be worsened by friends phoning on a Sunday evening, when I want to still gain something out of the weekend in terms of achievement,
If the call goes on longer than 15 minutes I get very agitated, even with close friends, and might snap at them.
Bizarrely though, this does not happen if I meet them in person for a drink or a meal.
I have to counter these feelings by leaving my phone alone, and reading a book, or watching a film, or exercising, or writing
Something concrete.
Does anyone else here experience this?
(I appreciate that not everyone's working week begins on a Monday morning.)