An hour before my son wakes up

A wandering on what the scattered mind avoids

The scatter is real.

I woke early and I have time to myself, a luxury I don’t have often.

I probably have an hour before my son wakes up. So my mind pings around thinking of what is the best thing to do?

There is work to complete, a house to tidy, a body to stretch and a mind to wander. Tempted to reach for AI and ask what is the best use of my time right now?

Which is the priority? Which one will I enjoy the most?

I find myself addicted to external validation, like I need someone or something to tell me what is best to do. To decide. I want to know what the best outcome will be before doing the thing.

I believe this is the default state for a multi-passionate brain. I’m constantly fixated on the external world, always scanning for new things, new theories, new hobbies.