Do you know what a salt lamp is? Well, I just realized that I have one. And it’s in my room. And I’m quite excited about it all of a sudden. And, naturally, feel a silliness rising, too. You see, with salt lamps, just like with ice sculptures, I have an urge to lick them whenever I see them illuminated. Okay, the illuminated part isn’t exactly the same with ice sculptures, but the licking desire is.
I remember my brothers’ dad’s wedding over a decade ago (I think that was the occasion, anyway), and how there was an ice sculpture there at the reception. My cousin commented how she wanted to lick it – perhaps it was a swan, if I remember correctly? – when we were standing in front of it. ‘So, lick it,’ was approximately my response.
Sure enough, she licked it. We both did, actually, because her desire rubbed off onto me somehow. (It actually started a trend for me, for whenever parties have ice sculptures. I remember shocking a few classmates, when I casually passed by and licked a huge ice sculpture at a school event.) We were still kids, but we knew well enough that it was not a normal behavior, and so were stealthy about it. But we totally licked the ice sculpture.
Now, I have a similar situation with salt lamps. Though, since they aren’t something that will melt away in a matter of hours, and they’ll stick around for quite some time afterward, and have been around for a while, I don’t lick them. Usually, though, I just touch it gently with a finger or two, and then smoothly lick the salt off my fingers.
Of course, now you know about my sneaky – and somewhat weird, really – habits at parties and salt-lamp-containing spaces. Just don’t give me away, okay? If anything, give the ice sculpture thing a go yourself. It’s surprisingly rewarding, the whole affair. ;D