I confessed to my roomate that I get this sad and uneasy feeling every Sunday evening. I don't exactly know how to describe the feeling, but it's there every Sunday evening. The times between 6.30 pm to just before the sky gets really dark.
It's like time stands still, but people are going far away from you. The sounds of kids playing at the playground dies and when you look out from your balcony, the fiery orange sky turns purple. Sayu. I cannot listen to Mariah Carey's Hero on Sunday evenings. I don't know if it's the TV curse or something, but during this time, TV 3 will be playing Home Improvement re-runs from back in the 90's, TV will air some Chinese Oprah once-upon-a-time-in-China drama and of course TV 1 will air Sejarah Dunia. It only makes you feel really horrible. Even your shopping buys do not leave you contented. Although of course I don't watch these channels because I'm in Dublin, but you know what I''m trying to say right?
But when night time comes, the feeling goes back to normal. The everyday things like ironing your clothes for tomorrow's class or work makes life seem ok. The TV station then will show some comedy made for family on Sunday nights. And when it's time to sleep, you once again dread that tomorrow will be Monday and it will be another 5 days before it's the weekend again.
