There is a specific kind of weight that settles in on a Sunday evening. For many of us, it arrives as a slow-creeping shadow of anxiety—the "Sunday Scaries." It is that familiar, restless tension that begins to pulse just as the sun goes down, reminding us of the emails, the deadlines, and the relentless noise that awaits us the moment we open our eyes tomorrow. We find ourselves sitting on the edge of the coming week, already feeling the drain of a Monday that hasn't even begun.
But there is another way to inhabit this evening. Instead of seeing it as the end of your peace, you can choose to see it as the "View from the Bridge."
Imagine you are the navigator of a ship. You have spent Saturday in the quiet harbor, letting the engines cool and the dust of the week settle. Sunday is the moment you climb to the highest point of the vessel to look at the map and the weather. You aren't "at work" yet; you are simply observing. You are deciding which stars you will follow and which currents you will avoid when the inevitable fog of the work week rolls in.
