That headline reminds me of the Blue Light Discos I attended in rural South Australia as a teenager. These were founded in 1982 by the SA police to provide good clean fun for young people and reduce crime. Ah, those were the days. Rick Astley, rah-rah skirts, smile jeans, neon ankle socks.
I’m pleased to see they are still happening but I’m sure they’ve changed. They probably play Kanye West and Nicki Minaj these days. Shudder.
While a 1980s style disco would undoubtedly lift my spirits at the moment, the only blue light I get close to these days is my Apollo GoLight.
I’ve always suffered from seasonal affective disorder, even in Australia, so in the UK it is a lot worse. I usually begin using the light when the clocks change at the end of October but this year I’ve started early. I can already feel the urge to eat my bodyweight in spaghetti carbonara and hibernate. When I start scoffing peanut butter out of the jar (last week) I know it’s time to act.
I get up at 6am on weekdays and sit in front of the light for half an hour. Within a week or so it causes a marked improvement in my mood and energy levels.
I thought about getting one years ago but the older white lightboxes were huge and you had to sit with your face right up near them. I mean, check this out:
I don’t use mine at work but imagine if I brought that along to the office. I’m already a figure of fun for being an Australian and a woman in IT. That would provide the icing on the cake.