Unlike weekdays, when I wake up and immediately work, my weekend mornings are far more relaxed; I check the Internet, read some and slowly come to terms with the notion that there’s a day ahead. It’s a special time that I’ve come to appreciate deeply, something that’s just mine, in a way that just doesn’t happen during the rest of the week. That’s either a sign that I should carve out more time for myself during the week, or sleep in later on weekends.