Dear Diary,
As the ides of March approach, I am becoming more anxious to receive the crown. I suppose that
I should beware of the horrid and frightening sights, but who is to say they are meant for me. My wife, Calpurnia, seems to be worried and thinks I should not go tomorrow. I believe if the crown
is meant for me, I will receive it. Why should I be afraid of death? Death is something we must all face, and I shall face it with courage and acceptance. The augurers tell me their sacrifice did
not go well; the beast had no heart. Maybe they interpret it wrong? Maybe it is a sign; whoever tries to challenge me will be slain. Calpurnia’s dream was quite frightening, and my courage did
waver some. But maybe she also has the wrong interpretation. From the beginning, Cassius has been cold towards me. He is an impertinent, boil-brained lout; he thinks he is better than me. He
has always been hungry for power. Brutus and Cassius are very close friends, so I can speculate they are conspiring together. I suppose Brutus has more dignity and respect than his friend, but
something has been off-kilter. Maybe I should worry. My excuse for not making an appearance will be that I have fallen ill. Decius thinks I should attend because they might change their minds
if I fail to appear. He also interprets the dreams in my favor. Could he be a part of the scheme? No, he could not betray me in such a way. He says Calpurnia’s dream further shows that I will be
the savior of Rome. Whatever happens, I hope the ides are in my favor.