What is the purpose of a bulb? To give light to a path or an area, right? But should we appreciate just any kind of light? Even the dim ones that can barely shine at its vertical horizon?

So I had a dim bulb in my room today, It wasn't always like this but I wish it had blown up or finished the gas or whatever is inside that globe before I walked in on it cheating me of my evening peace as I hate to make serious decisions after a terrible work day.

I'm a miser, I don't spend freely and anything I buy must work its monetary value before I can replace it. There I stood for an unbelievable amount of time contemplating if the room was dark or okay to move around in or sneakily bright. Now the real question comes to mind and for the first time I asked myself why do I need a bulb?

If I need it to see my path clearly and move around easily, this dim bulb could just about do. Yes, I may bump onto something hard every now and then but I can manage, I think. But what then happens to the need for good light to read a book, brighten my mood and feel right at home in my own home?

The dim bulb just remained there and I was still getting frustrated. Now let me see it in another light. If I bought a dim bulb to make the room feel cozy, I wouldn't be in this messy thought process right? I would've walked in to my space smiling, believing everything was right with the world. But alas, this was not to be. As a miser, I doubt a dim bulb would be my money's barter because it scarcely projects a fair value to me.

Finally, I can only appreciate the dim bulb for providing some kind of light to see and keep my bag on my bed, walk to the storage where a spare bulb was kept, get a stool from a corner, climb up to reach the dim bulb and replace it instantly. So yes, I am convinced that it did finish its given task, it did provide light till the very end. It did what a bulb should do, light up a room as best as it could.

Cheers

I wouldn't call what I experience, quitting. It's more of abandonment. Or what would you call starting something you were so convinced was the right path and then subtly making it a part time.

If I continued with it as part time, wouldn't I have finished it by now. But alas, that also isn't the case here. This part time struggles to schedule a date in my calendar and although it may try to breezy a reminder once a day, it stands no chance against my solid belief that I still like doing it and I'm positive I will find the right time to continue but no time seems perfect yet for a comeback, so let the days and nights roll by till I find the foothold for my precious work.