Coping with constant light

I have had constant light for over a week now. This has been an absolute first for me in Nigeria, and even though I started off being terribly happy about all the light, by now I realize it is a dangerous situation…
First of all, I’m getting used to the light. I plan my days thinking “I’ll have light tonight” which is a dangerous development. It creates dependency on the most unreliable of factors, just because it seems reliable for now. I don’t carry my phone charger with me anymore, thinking I can simply charge it at home. I let the battery of my laptop go empty without any fear, and buy things that can only stay well in a fridge. Slowly I’m losing my coping mechanisms for when light eventually goes. And eventually it will of course.
Then the second development is that I’m becoming paranoid. I mean, it just can’t be normal that I’ve had light for over a week, so what is going on? Has somebody simply forgotten about the switch for my area? Perhaps my compound is part of a secret science project to study the effect of constant electricity supply on the human brain? Possibly my new neighbour has blackmailed the NEPA officials? Or perhaps it’s the last treat we humans get before Armageddon…
I started off being happy, but this unusual situation has made me a gibbering wreck with only one thought on my mind: when will they take away the light from us again?