And then there was light. 2004, the year of changing light bulbs. Symbolically, metaphorically and literally. Flick, spark, then dark dust and bugs. Lefty loosey, righty tighty. A ladder, some twisting, and I award myself with 75 watts of rich white light. Or should I say blue. I prefer these GE Reveal light bulbs. They’re supposed to illuminate more of the visible light spectrum. I like the way they beam.
I’ve always gone through light bulbs the way people go through spells. I’m cursed with bad electricity. In the age of candles, I would have been a stiff breeze--oxygen incarnate. In the age of lanterns, I would have been a hungry wick.
Three dead bulbs down. One to go. Nope. Make that two. Lefty loosey, righty tighty.
I like the bulbs with a pink tint. It makes us look marginally healthier. So I don't feel so bad about being shut up in the house like a hibernating bear.
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