I moved house rather abruptly the week before last, which resulted in several things, including a much nicer house. But two of those things in particular are what I want to talk about here: 1) I had to set aside the things I was writing for several days; 2) I watched a lot of Forensic Files.
When you're rapidly packing an entire apartment and tiredly unpacking it a few days later, you need television distractions that don't require much attention or thought, with enough episodes that it never runs out. Forensic Files is perfect. If it weren't for the Netflix pulse-check asking very few episodes if we're still watching, Forensic Files would play until the heat death of the universe.