Well, here I am. I don't know why I'm bothering to keep this journal, only a handful of people in this place will be able to read it when I'm gone. For peace of mind, I suppose.
Where to start.
Hello there Journal, it is I, your owner and master. This will be my record of events, a log of sorts so I can catalogue my thoughts and findings for future study and reference. I also find it to be a productive calming method, which I feel is quite necessary considering my current circumstances. In truth, this journal is quite that impromptu project as in truth I had never owned something like this as in the past. And who knows this might be possible because of a biography in the future if I do win this bloody war.
But I am getting a bit ahead of myself, let's start at the beginning where this whole mess started on that night, at that party.