The unfathomable vastness of the universe boggles the mind. The sheer size of deep space is immense beyond our comprehension. To put it in perspective for us on our modest-sized planet circling a run-of-the-mill star, if the sun were the size of the dot in this letter i, it would be really dark here and we’d all be stubbing our toes on the furniture all the time. We could no doubt find our way around by using the light from our smartphones, but after millions of aeons, the last battery would finally run out and the last light would dwindle away and we’d be forced to bundle up our feet in filthy, probably yogourt-soaked rags, for protection against the unforgiving edges of IKEA products. The only alternative is to make this font so incredibly large that the dot over this i is greater than 400 thousand undecillion Olympic swimming pools stacked end to end, but that would make reading inconceivably difficult and would require more ink than can be produced by an infinite number of football fields spanning the globe, folded lengthwise and crenellated and julienned hyper-diagonally in seventeen dimensions. Space. It is amazingly large.