“My grandpa used to always ask me how fast light travels. If I could remember the numbers in the moment I would tell him. If not I just told him it was faster than anything else.

He would then say “ok, but how fast does dark travel?” I have thought about this so much over the years.

I think my final answer was that it doesn’t, it’s just always there. But my mind can’t just stop with that. Why is it always there? What is it? Is it just nothingness that we have given a name and definition to, simply so we can contrast the existence of light to the absence of light? What would it be if there were no lights to determine it? Does it have a primal form? It was a very simple question that has taken me down too many rabbit holes in my own mind.”