At the same time.
The ensuing saga resulted in us getting new lights, but here's one of the things that happened along the way: someone mentioned that we shouldn't touch the bulb of the new lamp, and I had a moment of extreme pride when I remembered from 50C (and probably before, as I'm sure I was told it) why that was the case. Aside from that reason, I also remember a story from Lonnie about many bulbs going out in a theme park somewhere?
Anyway, this made me think about our dependence on this kind of light, and the technical process that goes to create and maintain it. The qualities of that light, in darkness on the freeway late at night versus during the day, obviously serve a very important purpose. But looking at the glow of that light (which is just the light of a lamp diffused through a lens, really), it seems like it must be so much more complicated.
You can only see a little of the glow here, but it's there, and it feels very significant, especially living in a city, near and on roads where you see a lot of them. It's a reminder to pause, sometimes a stressful one, and I could do with this reminder sometimes.
Even if seeing too much of it when I'm running late makes me even more stressed.
Remind me to tell you about the halogen cycle
ReplyDeleteThis also brings up the color Red as the color most irritating to our eyes and thus so effective to say "danger" or just "be careful"