I’m not too fond of dimmed lights, but I wouldn’t say I like bright lights either. I found myself perpetually looking for “good enough” lampshades to maintain my mood equilibrium. Until one day, someone poked a hole in my favorite lampshade by accident. I was upset, but I didn’t find a replacement of the lampshade right away. It ends up that I discover a newly designed light bulb with an old style of the filament can offer comfort that is beyond functionality. Do I need a new lampshade? Probably not. The intensified thread is all I need. I’m grateful for the chance to test out where my emotional threshold is for wanting a light.