Look, I’m not going to pretend that the time matters more than what the results say. But the waiting? That’s a beast of its own. You’ll refresh, scream, laugh, and maybe cry a little. And that’s okay. The time is just a number on a screen. What matters is that you’ve done the work. You’ve earned that moment, even if it comes at 4:17 AM with a bag of stale pretzels.
So when does the clock start? Who knows. But I’ll tell you this: when those results finally pop up, you’ll forget every second you spent refreshing. Until the next round of results, of course. Then the cycle starts all over again. And you’ll be back here, reading this article, wondering why you didn’t listen to the part about walking the dog.
Good luck. You’ve got this. (Now close the browser and go eat something.)
