Good evening.
Sunday night is a bridge.
Between rest and responsibility. Between weekend and workweek. Between who you've been and who tomorrow asks you to be.
Bridges can feel unsteady. That's okay.
You don't have to be ready for Monday. You just have to get there. And you will — the same way you always have.
Tonight, don't rehearse tomorrow's problems. They'll arrive on their own schedule.
Instead, close this weekend gently. Acknowledge what was good. Release what wasn't.
And trust that sleep will carry you across.
This is Evening Wind Down. The bridge will hold. It always does.