Good evening.
It's Friday night.
The first full week of the year is almost behind you.
Whatever happened — whatever you did or didn't do — it's ending now.
Friday nights are for release. For letting the week slide off your shoulders. For remembering that you're more than your productivity.
You don't have to do anything tonight.
You don't have to be anywhere.
You can just exist, in the quiet space between weeks.
Let your breath slow. Let your thoughts drift. Let the weekend begin without effort.
This is Evening Wind Down. The week is done. You are enough.