There was a point in time (post-pan, but still-pan times) where I was drinking so much alcohol that I had a reminder fire off every day that said, "Drink tons of water." I'm back to normal water consumption now.
I mean, I've had a holiday last year where I was hiking for days, often meeting no one except for the group I was with.
That was hard from a certain perspective, it involved some technically difficult climbing, lots of different terrain, carrying your own supplies.
But I honestly found it a lot easier to just walk, one foot in front of the other, for hours and hours, than to organise my normal life. It was meditative, in a way.
Now I'm not saying that I'm some kind of pioneer, the people in those wagons didn't have mapped out places to refill their water, and I didn't have small children, diseases, or displacing natives along my route to do that I had to worry about, but I am saying that the clarity of purpose that just walking towards a destination for days on end can feel really freeing.
The water is poison. The air is poison. The food is poison. You'll work all your life likely in a debt trap you'll never get out of no matter what you do. We're all sick and miserable. Cogs in the machine. Replaceable, expendable cogs.
But on the plus side, our wealthy elites are the richest, most privileged human beings who have ever lived, and they get richer every day. Oh, and the planet itself is not going to be able to sustain human life soon. Did I forget to mention that?