light bulbs

I have three lights in my room. Two lamps and one overhead light/ceiling fan. The fan never goes off, but I rarely use the overhead light. It just doesn't radiate coziness. In the past I've only used it if I'm cleaning or packing or something very utilitarian.
But this week, my desk lamp blew. We normally have stash of bulbs in the house, but not this week. So I've spent all weekend doing without. Sometimes I've chosen the overhead light, but really I'd just rather go with 50% light and not have my light at my desk but relying soley on the one by my bed.
I don't know why I'm writing about this, but I really feel the need to get back into blogging. So I picked what was on my mind. There are a hundred deep topics on my mind: fighting uphill battles, friends suffering, feeling a little neurotic, and completely and totally overwhelmed with life. But somehow tonight lightbulbs seemed like a concise enough subject to write one. Who knows what will come next?