The little red light just stared at me. It didn't blink. It didn't pulse. Just stared. Grrrr. My flashlight is useless to me while charging. It just sits there while the on/off button glows red.
As usual, its my fault. Of course it is. I used it for too long, ignoring the occasional red blink that says, "Hey stupid, I'm dyin' here. Plug me in!" When I ignore it for too long, the flashlight takes things to the next level. If I try to use a brighter setting, it defaults to the dimmest setting to conserve power. Its a pretty smart flashlight.
I never thought I would spend $65.00 on a little flashlight. Its a Fenix UC30, in case you were wondering. It's tiny, has amazing battery life, and four brightness settings, the brightest of which could probably be seen on the moon. Ok, 960 lumens, which is pretty amazing for its size. Has a defensive strobe, if things get bad. It also has an onboard USB charger and an 18650 battery, which, when drained most of the way, takes hours to recharge. Thus the reason it sits and stares.
I was annoyed that it wasn't fully charged, even though I didn't need it. How typical is that, to be so impatient with something. Our on-demand society encourages us to push harder, faster. Use up every little ounce of energy, but you'd better bounce back quick, or else! How many times did I feel used up, nothing left, then charged to maybe fifteen or twenty percent before flying out the door again, only to be used up quickly, then thrust my dying soul in someone's face and expect understanding and sympathy. Ha.
Don't worry, I'm not there now. This has been a good year. But that red light staring at me is a reminder that if I'm not careful, I can allow myself to be used up by an impatient and unforgiving world. Occasionally, I need to set myself aside, plug in to what's important, and give myself time to recharge.
I start to work on this blog, and after hours of glowing red, the silly thing turns green. Within minutes. Why do I feel like an inanimate object is laughing at me?
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