Is not the saddest tale told about a man who sets out to create an interesting life? He goes through experience after experience that astounds him until something unexpected opens an inflated bag of guilt. No, it is shame and the shame is so powerful that he disavows all his hard-won experience as against nature. So now he spends his time wandering his cities and suburbs from one coast to the other drowning himself in the mundane so he will forget his youthful quest for the extraordinary. The quest that brought him to the discovery of shame. In his encounters with the people he quickly picks up on the fact that they have discovered penitence in him. They pick up an inhuman transience that moves through far-away places. The people, alternately, want to save him and destroy him. He appears as the most common man; terrified of his own tales that, at one time, drove his mighty spirit.