Lights on. Lights off. Lights on. Lights off. Lights on…
Thirteen ons, twelve offs. It was a pattern. And there was a reason to the pattern.
There was also a reason why I had to do it to all the lights in my room. I said it was to keep Them away. The pattern, see. My parents said I’d be seeing a doctor.
They also said I was to start sleeping with the lights out. That my mood swings and depression would improve if I did.
So they removed the bulbs.
Zero ons, zero offs. No pattern.
Alone in bed.