You’re thrown into boat in the middle of the ocean. What ocean? Ha, have find finding that one out. You’re there, the most beautiful boat built to date. By yourself. Talk about paradise…
Laying out in the sun for days, building a golden tan, and sleeping to the sound of the waves. Waking up to spritzes of clear blue salt water and yet another day of carefree sun and relaxation. You’ve had years of carefree sunny days all to yourself now. The boat turns itself on… Now it decides to move? Well, time to think on your feet.
You once remember someone telling you if you ever have to live for the world, sail to the East. So, you set sail heading East. But wait, what the hell’s out there anyway?
Then you remember that day.
You were laying out enjoying the sights and sounds of a perfect tropical paradise while you saw the first plane cross over head since you’ve been placed in the middle of no where. A gorgeous lavish plane jetting… West. You vow to yourself, one day, I will learn what that plane had so urgently to get to.
So now we’re back at the controls. To sail East.. or West?
Deprived of communication and news from any society one makes a decision based on what?
Well, yourself.
There turn those sails to the West. Congratulations. You’re embarking, for good.
