Love for the Abyss

How can something never end? Lying in bed as a child I would often ask myself this question. I would imagine myself drifting in space forever without bumping into anything at all. Just surrounded by complete darkness without a view of planets or even stars. How can space be dark when I am closer to the stars? When the sun is warming the other side of Earth as it spins and I find myself in the woods with eyes that will not adjust to the darkness, I suspect I would eventually run into something with my arms outstretched in anticipation of falling. Without any sort of bearing as to where I am I would hope to run into something that I could touch to make out what it is before I fall into darkness. On most occasions when I have been inside the dark like that I had somebody around to share in the confusion. We would laugh about it. What if there was nobody around to be confused and tickled with? What if there were no branches to anticipate poking me? What if there was no rotation of the Earth? What if I was so far from every star that I could not see a single one? Yet there they are. The Earth does keep spinning. I do have to protect my eyes from branches even in the daylight. And we still laugh about being lost.