Castiel discovers world - diary

Today's date: 12. of May around 4.5 billion years after Earth was formed.

I still don't understand what to write here. I read an article on The Internet and it says that I can write about my feelings, thoughts, memories etcetera. So I guess I will write about what I learned about Earth and people because I easily forget that.

It is really weird how people can express themselves and write it all in a small book. I watched "Bridget Jones's Diary" few days ago. I needed to know where to start. It's a nice movie. I didn't get the whole love part but I get how she writes everything in the diary. That represents the talk with God. Endlessly confiding themselves in God and after that they feel better.

I had some problems with the whole "starting this" thing. I am supposed to write what I'm feeling and what's bothering me here. That could be a problem since I am a celestial being. I don't have a soul. Feelings are still a new thing to me.

I saw that a lot of people start their writing by "Dear Diary". Why? The diary isn't alive. It's a thing. And why is it "dear"? Did it do something special to a person? Did it grip him tight and raised him from perdition? I did. And no one starts a conversation with me with "dear Cas.". Not even Dean. And I saved him so many times. Although once he called me "munchkin" unintentionally. I still cherish that moment.

Yesterday Dean brought me this little book. It's a diary. I already said this. He said: "Have fun."

How do I have fun with this? What is the actual meaning of me writing this here. Can't I just say it. Well basically I am. While writing this. It's weird. It still doesn't make much sense to me. I think I should do it more often so that I get used to it. Dean said that he didn't have a diary. I still question that. He told me so many informations about it. And Sam just laughed.

Sam is writing a diary. He denied it but I found his diary under his pillow yesterday when I went to get his book for him. I visited Dean's room too. For no reason. I just went in. It smelled nice. Dean smells good. I like him. It. The smell I mean...

I should stop now. I will continue it when I find out something new. I'll be sure to inform you. It. Well, my diary. So you. I don't understand.

End of

Chapter one