When I woke up, it was eight in the morning.
I wanted to make a breakthrough at the last night, but seeing how delicate my breakthroughs are, I decided not to.
I need to be as ready as possible. That means in mind too.
A tired mind is not good for the breakthrough, especially my breakthrough, where the smallest thing could destroy it all. I didn't want to take that risk, given what was at stake.
Data packets are still coming. I know what is happening every second with a delay of five minutes.
I got out of bed and walked into the bathroom to freshen up, before coming and stepping into the kitchen, where the breakfast appeared in front of me.
I don't want to eat, but I am hungry.
So, I ate till, I was satiated before finally walking into the practice room, before sitting in its center.
Buzz!
Vote, Please. Its Sunday!
Golden Tickets, Please. Golden Tickets, Please. Golden Tickets, Please. Golden Tickets, Please. Golden Tickets, Please. Golden Tickets, Please. Golden Tickets, Please. Golden Tickets, Please. Golden Tickets, Please. Golden Tickets, Please.