reminds me of myself in 2005 in Daytona Beach, FL. I was drinking like a fish for a year beforehand, I escaped my parents house (I was 20 at the time) by maxing out a credit card I had forgotten I had on a plane ticket to Daytona Beach, and roamed the beach daily (12+ mi walked per day) just drying up in the sun. I drank every so often, but couldn't afford it, panhandling wasn't worth it. Penninless and itemless I just drank water and felt the liberation of no things, no schedule, no cares, no destination, just me me me. Probably one of the happiest times :)