Sunday nights all bring the same thing. A feeling. An emotion.
If you had to choose a colour to describe it, only blue would suffice. Sunday night blues happen.
Maybe it's the feeling of a giant new week with many scary, unknown things approaching. At a speed we cannot control. The sweet cushion of the weekend inevitably melts and you are left with the down that follows a sugar rush.
The funny thing is that the antidote that works best (well, for me) is more sugar. Some kind of sweet treat to soothe a bluesy heart.