Dear Diary. Monday, 14.01.1765

It’s not as easy as I thought to be the king of Poland. I thought it would be a lot of fun. Actually I just wanted to be the King because I love the feeling that power gives you. But now everything is a mess. I am working and working all day long, trying to make a better place of Poland. I want that the people are proud and happy about living here.
All after all Poland is nothing more than a disturbed country with wrathful citizens and rival peer families. And by the way the Russian are not that nice as I thought. Every minute I am feeling like they are breathing down my neck. I am so aimless right now, but I hope that I will bring us out from this Misery.

Stani