My friend had no running water, heat and barely enough money for food at one point. He was at work, and police came in to escort him to jail for not showing up to a a few court dates.
In jail, he got to play volleyball, eat three times a day, stay warm, and not get hassled for sucking at work. Boredom was his zen, in a sense.
Anyway, a few months later, he was out, and also welcomed back to his job. He hated life and later formed a sort of depression.