While I was inside the booth, I started seeing the color black, and thinking, and what came up to my mind is calmness. And then I thought, “if the color were white, I would react differently.” White appears external. You feel like moving; you feel like looking at the outside. Then I stood up for a bit and I walked touching the walls. I was trying to imagine what was behind them, thinking “What was behind a black wall?” I imagined that there were lots of things. I imagine that some people try to relate the color black with inner thoughts, I don’t know, but basically, I thought about what black symbolizes.

I like quietness a lot. I am a sociable person, but I enjoy a lot being by myself. Do you understand me? I think that it’s important to be by yourself sometimes, because that allows you, let’s say, to think a lot. You think about the things you do, the things you want, the direction of your acts, how to do what you want to do. You can only do certain things after questioning yourself. And it’s difficult to have a conversation with yourself when you are socializing. You generally do that when you are by yourself.

I really didn’t think about my life as such. I didn’t think a lot. I didn’t go deep inside.

It went by very quickly. Five minutes felt like a very short time. I don’t know why. They didn’t feel like five minutes. They felt shorter. I don’t know. I liked it. When you like something, you feel that time flies. Do you get me?