So one of my light bulbs died on me yesterday while I was taking a shower. It was actually pretty scary considering my vulnerable state. Fortunately, nothing else happened, and I finished my shower faster than usual. Looking around the bathroom, it was darker than before. I can still see fine, but it is definitely not the same. Funny how you don't really think about bathroom lights twice until one of them dies, or how necessary any source of light is in your life. At least I didn't. Looking at those lights, it definitely feels unwholesome, awkward. Then I wondered what would've happened if both lights when out? I could've slipped, tripped, and/or fallen. Now, I'm kind of glad it was only one light instead of two. I guess moral of the story is be appreciative of bathroom lights :)
NIce story and reaction to how light gives us security more than just illumination - the darkness on the right side of the image has a nicely ominous feel
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