I'm going blind. And reading in bad light don't help the fading.
But I like the natural light of morning and twilight more than the artificial light of the bulb, which makes the words glisten like a mirage. So unreal, so fantasied, so fake.
But during the in between times of night and day when I can practically feel the inspired words pressing against the inside of my eyes and on the back of my pupils.
I see the world through 20/20 vision