Friday evening. End of a rollercoaster week. Time to take stock? Nope; why relive the bad? and the good will still be remembered tomorrow.
It’s time to look forward. Look forward to a weekend blessedly free of distressing engagements. Look forward to a weekend of – dare I hope? – refreshment and relaxation.
The weekend beckons; it’s a blank slate, an empty canvas, an open door.
I’m going to make sure this weekend is a good one.