The land of milk and honey. The pastoral ideal. Utopia. These were the things he was searching for. He wasn’t asking for too much, was he? Probably, but he’d always had high ideals and aspirations, so why stop now? The ship had already sailed. Literally: he was aboard a ship, setting sail for a new land, hoping to make a new start. Sure, he was working aboard the ship to earn his passage and have some money in this new land, but what did that matter? They’d land and he would start afresh.... Click here to read the rest of the story!