There’s a popular belief, held by the uninitiated, that being blind equals total darkness. How wrong these people are.
I noticed this evening, when walking into a dark room, that it didn’t actually appear dark to me. I wasn’t even entirely sure, when walking to the window, that it was in fact completely dark outside. It was gone 7 pm so I think it must have been.
As i’ve lost my sight, although I still have outlines in the daytime, and can see when lights are switched on, I don’t have darkness when it is dark. I either have a clear view of what is in the room, all from my brain, or a sort of pale mist with moving pin pricks of light in it. Gone are the days of that lovely, complete, restful blackness. I suspect that one day soon, the mist will take over entirely.