Day 31: Sundays suck.

Does anyone else get the Sunday blues? I've gotten them since I was a kid, when school would loom Monday morning, and Sunday felt like you were just waiting around for the fun to end. That sad, depressing feeling that your weekend of fun is over and the daily grind is about to get underway again. Every Sunday, about midafternoon, I start to feel empty, a little depressed, a little sad and eventually just bum out. Lately, it seems worse. This dread of what lies ahead has turned into "what am I doing this all for?" What's my overall goal here? I'm more than a little miserable at work, I come home to an empty apartment, family is more than 5 hours away, it all makes you wonder what you're doing it all for. Granted when you wake up Monday it all seems a little rosier...but that doesn't make getting through Sunday any easier.