Sun Kanis
TIMEIntroduction
My friends called me mad when I told them that I was selling all my possessions, buying a boat, and leaving Veta behind forever. I believe my mother’s precise words when I broke the news to her were, “Do you even know how the hell to sail a boat?” Which, in her defense, was a fair point since the closest I had ever come to a ship was watching the town fishermen launch their skiffs each morning. Just before dawn every day, I would stand with my feet slowly sinking into the sand of the beach and wish I could join those salty old men out on the sea. They seemed to live such a peaceful existence, absent the inane drama and bureaucratic nonsense of my crappy corporate job.I finally decided to leave my cubical world for good when the CEO’s son was promoted to supervisor of my department after only working with the company for four months; this might have been forgivable if the boy had at least been competent at his job and not just a shining example of the failures of nepotism. So, I did what any rational being would do: I turned in my two weeks notice and began making plans for my life on the sea.
