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| My first beer. Big mistake. |
Greetings. I write this entry with great confusion and a large amount of stress due to the current situation in Cyprus. I arrived here at a time of potential conflict because a Turkish fleet appeared to be heading toward our island. Coincidentally, a huge storm stirred up at sea and destroyed the fleet, meanwhile, almost sinking Othello’s boat as well. Luckily, he made it through the storm to join us on the island of Cyprus. At this time, my road to confusion began. Last night, we had a party throughout the island to celebrate the sinking of the Turkish fleet. I decided to join in the festivities and have a few drinks, and the last moment I remember clearly was when I heard a catchy tune being sung. I think it was recited by Iago if I remember correctly:
And let me the canakin clink, clink;
And let me the canakin clink.
A soldier’s a man;
A life’s but a span,
Why then, let a soldier drink. (2. 3. 60-64)
At this point, I was coaxed into drinking more alcohol than I can sanely handle. As a result, my memory of the rest of the celebration is fuzzy. I faintly recall a duel between Roderigo, Montano, and myself. I believe I ended up stabbing the former Governor of Cyprus. I woke up early this morning distraught because my actions resulted in the loss of my position as Lieutenant. This leaves me frazzled and at a loss because I feel out of place. Lieutenancy has been the focal point of my life since I received the role and I hoped to continue to serve Othello well in this position. I feel as if I have lost my spot in this world and struggle to find my true self and my calling. It does not help that I do not fully understand the cause for Othello’s rage against me. I will attempt to uncover the mystery behind my dismissal as soon as possible. I intend to try and rebuild trust with Othello and obtain my former job. I will set out right away to the castle to try and speak with someone who understands the events of last night. Goodbye.
