Huh. Me, I'm used to the moderate dimness of my bedroom; it's the unexpected sudden lights that freak me out. For example, when we bought our new alarm clock, I had to get used to the faint pool of green light its readout threw on the ceiling. Likewise, when Jack got a windchime, and then attached a spare CD to the bottom as a clank-enhancer, it took me WEEKS to discover that the erratic, alarmingly-swinging flash of orange on the wall of our room was in fact reflected streetlights off that (swinging in the breeze of the heater) CD, and not in fact a UFO (which is what it looked like).