When I wake up, I start preparing for the day, brushing my long, black hair, applying makeup to my already pale face. I surprise myself when I start singing the lullaby from my memory.
The lullaby I made up right on the spot all those years ago, the song just for Lloyd...
I put my hair up in a knot, still singing the song.
Why was I singing this song?
I can't turn back to where I was, and therefore need to get this song out of my head as soon as possible. But I can't. I can't.
I can't I can't I can't.
I stop singing, but can't erase it from my mind.
With this, and my determination, I had so much to focus on today.
But I have to focus on the Tournament.
No distractions.
No more.
No longer will I allow myself to do this.
I need to get back to my plan.