It was an average day in Philosophy of Time. I was second to arrive in class (right behind Chase, typical). Dr. Smith showed up looking studious. Ashley came late. Yes, everything was normal save one thing, I was feeling extra-confident. Today is the day, I decided. Today will be the day that I begin to have a concrete foundation of what time actually is. You see, Dr. Smith, unbeknownst to me at the time, was leading us gradually down a rabbit hole through what time may or may not be. But I had made a stopping point. My nimble mind, so eager and young, clung to the attractive idea of a block universe. If every state of the universe (position in space and time) could be accounted for in its own moment, and if all the moments of Time were happening at once, then my chosen solution would conveniently solve most of the nature of Time. In fact, I found it so attractive that my mind began to condense around it. You know those moments in which you are so tightly invested in an idea that letting go of it seems impossible? Well, let’s just say I was approaching the event horizon. UNTIL. Until I was completely thrown off my wavelength by a moment. Dr. Smith brought up the problem of motion. We all pretty quickly agreed that motion is synonymous with time. Then we discussed the idea of “now.” When is now? Can a moment, a stationary moment in time even exist? And that’s when Dr. Smith hooked me. He said, “Imagine a G note. The whole being of a G note is the process of a G note. To capture a G note in a ‘moment’ of time is to render it non-existent.” Now, that was paraphrased slightly, but the hook is still very real. I was so positive in my convictions that I was unwilling to believe anything else. UNTIL. Until that point regarding the G note was made. One point. One perspective switch. All occurring in under 30 seconds. That dynamic of philosophy is what truly brings joy to me. It’s why I ask the question. It’s why I try to find the answer.