I’ve been asked this question at least a hundred times. The answer is that my favorite color is black.
Black has been my favorite color for decades. As a college freshman, I even kept a black posterboard up on the wall, in my room at the dorm. Also, I don’t think I have ever been afraid of the dark. I actually find darkness comforting.
I usually get a protest, as a response, when I give my simple answer to this question: “Black’s not a color!”
At that point, nearly every time, I can end debate with a single question to my inquisitor: “What color is your t-shirt?” Sometimes they even look down at their shirt when I say this, and here’s what they typically see:
I have no explanation for why the people who ask me to identify my favorite color are usually wearing black, but at least it quickly ends the conversation.