Turn the lights on or you’ll ruin your eyes!
We paid the electric bill. You can turn some lights on.
For as long as I can remember, people have been chastising me for my fondness for sitting around in the dark. My grandmother, my mother, Mark…
As I write this, I’m sitting in the twilight with only the light from my iPad to see by.
It’s often how I read.
Or listen to music.
Or think.
I find the dark reassuring.
Calming.
It helps me concentrate.
I find it peaceful.
I love sitting in the semi darkness, but the minute i get in bed to go to sleep, I am afraid of vampires. I am not afraid of them while I am in the same bed in the same dark reading or writing. Only when I lay down to go to sleep. I am afraid of them even though I know perfectly well that they do not exist.
To make my irrational fear even sillier I also believe that if I have a sheet pulled up around my neck a vampire can’t get me. Because…er…vampires can’t bite through Percale. Much like garlic.
There is just no applying logic to an irrational fear. Believe me, I have tried.
In my own defense, I laugh at myself when I catch myself pulling the sheets up around my neck. When it’s hot, sometimes most of my body is uncovered, except for my neck and shoulders.
Because a vampire would not be able to just drag me out of bed by an uncovered leg to get me out of the Percale Protective System.
If a vampire ever does come after me, he is going to laugh too hard to bite me.
That is the ultimate protection.
