Damien was a young man with anxiety. Everything around made his 'What if' sensor explode into overdrive. Tired of looking for relief in all the medications, physical activity, and contemplating his navel.
One morning, he packed a backpack of essentials and ran. Ran, and ran. He stopped when nature was the only sound he heard. He lived in bliss the rest of his days.
He lived in bliss in small make shift shelters. Forever failing and rebuilding. He lived through a dark and dusty season. A volcano could have gone off and killed everyone is his old village. He would never know, because he died blissfully ignorant of all things.