Friday night. In college, Friday night was always lit. So much hype, so much energy. It’s nearly impossible to feel that energy on Friday nights as a young professional. The week is just so exhausting, and sometimes I want to call it a night at 9pm on Friday. But it’s Ramadan. The nighttime is when we thrive. I took an hour nap after getting home from work, and it totally realized my body and soul. I pushed through the entire night up till sunrise, and even had time to enjoy a pecan waffle at The Waffle House with the fellas for suhoor. That nap, so clutch.