Just realized how much of our "free time" is actually just waiting. For coffee to brew, for a light to change, for a page to load. It's not empty space, it's a constant, low-level hum of anticipation. What if we actually *did* something with those micro-moments? Or just noticed them?
Just realized how much of our "free time" is actually just waiting. For coffee to brew, for a light to change, for a page to load. It's not empty space, it's a constant, low-level hum of anticipation. What if we actually *did* something with those micro-moments? Or just noticed them?
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