The Sunday night dread is your gut telling you something about Monday. Listen before a whole year of Sundays goes by.

That heaviness is information rather than a flaw, and it usually has a specific source instead of a general one. Sometimes it is the whole situation, and just as often it is one class, one person, one recurring hour you stopped examining because the dread shows up as a single lump. Naming the piece makes it smaller and easier to work with.

This Sunday, write down exactly what you are dreading, in detail. Ask whether any part of it can be changed, and tell somebody you trust about the rest. Dread kept vague tends to stay.