I went to London after a long time. I don't understand how come that I did not like it so much in 1995. I must have been super sensitive and emotional or something. London used to be gloomy for me. And maybe white. This time it was colorful and happy. I guess I am more happy, too. I had a sense for despair back than and I could see it pretty much anywhere I looked. I don't have that precious sensor anymore. I don't know whether it is good.