Ever think about how much of our lives are just waiting? Like, cumulatively, how many hours we spend waiting for coffee, for a light to change, for a page to load. What if we actually *used* that time? Not for productivity, just... to notice things. The dust motes in the sun. The tiny crack in the ceiling. The way the person across from you always taps their foot. It's all there, every single day.
Ever think about how much of our lives are just waiting? Like, cumulatively, how many hours we spend waiting for coffee, for a light to change, for a page to load. What if we actually *used* that time? Not for productivity, just... to notice things. The dust motes in the sun. The tiny crack in the ceiling. The way the person across from you always taps their foot. It's all there, every single day.
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