This occurred to me while travelling, in the dark, on public transit, to the suburbs, as a week off came to an end.

It was the perfect surreal moment, I think, to wonder about the philosophy of zero. As a concept, it is essential to so many of our ideas. But it is a human construction, and therefore only has meaning to the extent that we give it meaning.

It is a representation of nothing, and there can be no nothing, can there?

I read this comment at an online physics forum about zero: “The most important numeric value to mankind has no numeric value.”