I once wrote about Sunday as a
positive...
Maybe that was just Sunday morning.
Because Sunday evenings is a different story...
I hate Sundays
Sunday evenings to be more precise.
It is the end of all things
All life.
As the shops close
And the streets empty.
And even if you have no plans to be out
The contemplation of
No one out there
Dampens your soul.
And you feel like
Your all alone.
And it is some kind of end
For it all.