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A cracking idea occurred to me as the alarm went off and shattered the silence at 6:00 a.m. this morning. Initially, I was ready to grumble about another night of tossing and turning when this plan surfaced from the depths of my brain, which, let's face it, is a rather gross exaggeration considering how limited my grey matter's capacity is. Even I was surprised by it: it seemed like a mirage at first. As my CPU started its booting sequence, the haze vanished into thin air, leaving behind a clean strategy. On a side note, capturing such moments in my life when an idea presents itself out of the blue in a split second with intricate details never fails to amaze me. The mind is a stupefying organic tool. 

After devouring the usual pancake breakfast and sipping the much-needed caffeine, giving an extra jolt to my already revved-up engine, I dashed to my humble little office in the basement to kick off my morning routine. Despite a pounding head urging me to put the plan into words, I had to push myself to stick to my schedule, which included early morning gymnastics and "don-yus" - a sort of Chinese squatting technique.

Anyway, after having done my exercises, I settled down with an excited heart, and I compelled myself to slow down, think through and jot down the details of the plan, which are: instead of writing about my actual Sunday, I'll give a sort of synopsis of the events that shaped my preceding days. Two reasons guided this decision: firstly, to practise my summarising technique, which is handy for essay writing, and secondly, to relish events close to my heart, thus slowing down the irrationally fast passage of time. A cracking idea, wouldn't you say?

So, this time next week, I'll write about my previous days and keep all the relevant events during the week in mind to summarise them. 

Yee-ee-ee-haaaaaaa!

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