Light is weird. It's both wave and particle.

I like looking at lights. Stage lights that are rigid and clear and look like they can be physically touched (Technically, they kind of can, and isn't that cool.); a yellow Sodium street light across the air, cutting through the dust and make sure that it looks warm enough for me to feel like I can melt in it (It can do that because air is a colloidal substance, by the way.); or even a natural sunlight that wakes me up at noon, (Because I wake up at noon. And no one can convince me that that is wrong.); I like them all.

One moment I can see nothing, then light touches a surface and bounces back into my eyes, and another moment I can see everything. I can see shapes. I can see colors. I can see you. (You told me to put that in, so I did. Although I believe I don't need any light to see you at all.) Sometimes I would look at stuff and forget that it's the lights doing all the works. Sometimes I remember, and I would feel grateful.

Light is fascinating. It's both wave and particle.