Pressures. They do exist and not everyone deals with them the way they ought to. When did he frequently have clothes on his back? How many aches and pains did the alcohol distract him from? Did the women he sleep with give him some illusion of affection? It's not right. But sometimes someone becomes so mired in a way of life that finding a way out of it is like searching through a maze blindfolded.

[He returns with the water.] There's sandwiches as well, if your stomach soon settles.