"I'm glad you think so. For me it's thing I can always count on to know what the color of something is. Chocolate, coffee, the earth, the trunks of the trees... I'll always know those are brown and there's something really comforting about that. It actually got me through my early stages of when I went blind."

Realizing that he knew what the color of something was had been a beautiful moment for him. A time where he knew that he was going to be okay. Everything was going to be okay.

"Do you have a reason why you love purple? Or does it just make you happy?"