We view Friday’s in such a different way than the other days of the week. It’s the precipice of the weekend! Freedom! Even when I wasn’t working, I psychologically viewed Friday’s this way. 2020 has granted us the opportunity to break this mold, but I still feel very much sucked into the old way. Even this weekend, of which I have no plans or intentions to go anywhere, I still looked forward to tonight and tomorrow and Sunday. Just the prospect of having free time, having the knowledge of no pending responsibilities the next day, is enticing. Editing photos while listening to music on my headphones. Clearing out my my to-do tray. Finishing my current book. My plans for the next 60 hours or so aren’t grand or even incredibly important, but they’re mine and mine alone. That type of freedom over our personal time simply can’t be replicated or replaced. If only we could channel this sense of optimism and liberty into every day, or into our collective impediments. Ease into that Friday approach.