Euphoria is beloved and loathed alike for being such a head rush of a show that it comes as a surprise that the finale is so … muted. At the beginning of this season, I wondered whether Sam Levinson could reconcile the restraint of the special episodes with “regular” Euphoria, and I think “All My Life, My Heart Has Yearned for a Thing I Cannot Name” strikes that perfect balance. But if the finale resonates emotionally, it’s also lacking in resolution. Some threads…