I like to see the world come to light again, leaving behind its veil of mystery. Opening the fridge in the morning, still in my bare feet and underwear, the light bulb inside turns on automatically, projecting a parallelogram crack of light up onto the ceiling and wall of the dark kitchen. I only wanted a drink of water, but now my mind is taking in the nutritional facts on all the sauce bottles. I close the fridge and sit down at the table to open my laptop. Other than the fact that the hot sauce in the fridge has 35mg of sodium per teaspoon, these are the first words I am reading today, as I type them, in the still dark early morning.