'Goggelmoggel' by Lukas Schneider at Regatta 2, Dusseldorf

I turn the light on. It takes a second. 

The neon lights buzzing silently before flashing up twice. With each flash 
I can hear a shaky little sound.
Almost like a groan.
Kind of timid, but not too slow. There’s nothing doubtful about it. It’s rather insecure, almost moody. Maybe even stubborn. 

As if one called them up after resting for a long time to inform them that it’s already pretty late and work is calling. 

Just as if it has happened a lot of times before.
Just as if this habit was only caused by the circumstance of them being switched on, over and over again.