Outliers 12A Sullivan
Sullivan woke up in his field. The weeds were brown and so was whatever was supposed to be growing. He thought to himself that this should be so much easier than it was. It’s not like we just started the idea of growing things. That’s been going on for like a hundred thousand years or more. But he just didn’t seem to have the knack. And why was he lying in his field? Oh, right mushrooms. Sulli got up half naked, with only a pair of shorts on. He staggered back to the shack that was surrounded by rusted sculptures of animals and insects. He looked at his creations and thought, “That’s what I should be doing.” Then he realized that no one would buy them. Hell! There wasn’t even any… money any more. This new world sucks and that Alan asshole was always getting on him about producing something. He looked at his sculptures and said out loud, “These are something.” At this point he stubbed his toe on s...