I know this does not make me special, but boy do I love the weekend. It’s the perfect time to do all the things I’ve been wanting to do, or none of them at all. The weekend is often 100% up to me, where I can put down work and external obligations and do the things that really fulfill me. I can relax. The weird thing about relaxation is that it is kind of abstract. It doesn’t look the same for everybody, and for a long time I wasn’t sure what it even looked like for me. I started to…