forward motion

My current count of tabs open on my internet browse is 12.  That represents 12 sites that I want to explore further, but not enough time to devote to them just now.   My garden weeps for me (or anyone, really) and the army of dust bunnies has staged a revolt in the hallway.  But tonight I'm going to watch mindless entertainment on Netflix, and I'm going to feel good about it too.  Balance, I say.  Teeter-tottering through these remaining days of law school, hanging on to the railing and trying not to look down.