See if that's all there is to the book.

After giving a quick skimming of the book it appears the note at the beginning is all that its in there.

Well. Besides my very terrible handwriting and eraser marks.

I internally sigh before trying what I've been usually doing when I think I'm dreaming

'Strip' the Batista I previously set my eyes apon does, in fact, not strip. I try again. 'Cum' .... nothing. 'Twerk?'... 'no?' ..... 'then why did the other thing happen?'

I knew it was the book, but given it took me five minutes just to write the previous thing, I was hoping it was just the start of me realizing I was in a dream. Afterall I don't exactly have a reason to visit a coffee shop for coffee as I don't drink it. I also don't remember setting up a mode of transportation to get here or this being a meeting place for me to meet Sidney for planning out my month just so I'm not at home doing nothing, but watching YouTube, browsing the internet or sleeping too much.

I pause in thought. 'Now that I think about it, I don't remember anything from today before looking at this book.'

I look back down at the table where the book is. 'So ether it's one of those dreams that start off with you in control before it does the opposite of what you want...'

'What color is this?'

I shake my head.

'Or this is something existentially terrifying to me.'

I stare at the book without a concrete color for a bit before noticing my surroundings for a bit.

I feel abit awkward here and a bit scared as it dawns on me I don't know where I am.

A bit of anxiety almost swells within me before I squash it down with a deep breath inorder to focus on something more concrete.

'Okay if I go off of something I remember recently it's that I was typing something for a choose your own story thing. Oh yeah'

My demour changed pretty substantially from this line of thinking.

'I must be in the story, no not in the story, that's more improbable, I'm most likely a stand in for my self acting as I would within the story itself. Atleast that's how I would usually think of it.'

I scrunch my mouth in thought.

'If thats the case then my level of commitment is pretty high for this. The only thing I can of that would make me put a bunch of effort in it would be something porn related.'

I sigh. 'Me that's controlling me better not have a bunch of setbacks on their end. I know I would be frustrated with it.'

I smirk. 'Glad I'm not you, me'

Not getting a response of course I still think giddily.

'I wonder what fun I'll come up with.'

Opening to the first page I wrote on, the smile never leaving my lips I get to the hardest part of my journey.