It wasn't as if I didn't have any human contact in the day either. A chatty repair man arrived and fixed my washing machine. A rogue 5p that had knackered the pump was the problem. I phoned my Mum and Louis also called to say goodnight. And I had a bit of banter with Salty Dog on Messenger. So there you go. I wasn't isolated in any sense. I'm wondering if the feeling arose as I didn't leave the house at all. It's quite rare for me to stay inside all day. Anyway I've woken this morning and the feeling has passed.
Many of the people that I see in my working life must experience loneliness near constantly. No wonder they're depressed. It's not uncommon for me to come across poor souls who regularly go for days without any meaningful contact with others. It's why I'll often stay and chat for a bit longer than it really should take just to get an idea of their mental health. So I wonder if it's a good thing in my line of work to sometimes experience how what the people that I see must be feeling. An empathy boost from above perhaps?