I may have bit off more than I can chew. I made some ambitious goals for April.
I looked at the empty journal and shook my head. How is this supposed to help? I can't create my own reality.
Not like this!
I mean I can build worlds, civilizations, races, religions, and even deities. But this is different. This is real life. I shrugged and picked up my pen. Whatever, might as well try it.