Multiple tabs are open in my mind at any given time.
One tab's for family.
One plays a song. And then another. And another. Aspiring jukebox, I tell you.
One recites a poem.
One's for business.
Then there's one that's always devoted to books.
And one to writing.
There's a tab open 24x7 for chatting
where I imaginarily chat with friends and strangers and myself.
Oh and I have to keep reloading the Food tab every fifteen minutes!
The Friends tab is rather active.
But more active are the numerous tabs carrying out ceaseless allegedly-time-wasting thoughts,
which I believe ultimately prove productive, though I can't prove that.
That's quite a clutter, but I do well and stay sane.
Tabs open.
Tabs close.
For you, however, I open a new window.
One tab's for family.
One plays a song. And then another. And another. Aspiring jukebox, I tell you.
One recites a poem.
One's for business.
Then there's one that's always devoted to books.
And one to writing.
There's a tab open 24x7 for chatting
where I imaginarily chat with friends and strangers and myself.
Oh and I have to keep reloading the Food tab every fifteen minutes!
The Friends tab is rather active.
But more active are the numerous tabs carrying out ceaseless allegedly-time-wasting thoughts,
which I believe ultimately prove productive, though I can't prove that.
That's quite a clutter, but I do well and stay sane.
Tabs open.
Tabs close.
For you, however, I open a new window.
