Misery depends on your perspective and viewpoint.
pollyanna follows...
I am still considering myself lucky to be alive since this summer's medical intervention.
As such, and after much contemplation, I realized that just feeding my "soul" and being in the moment and being grateful for the privilege of being alive and actually feeling physically great is pretty sustaining.
Also after pondering it to me the reason to be alive is to experience, witness, and interact with the world, however I can.
Yesterday I fired up our snowblower and cleared our ~70' long blacktop driveway of 9-12" of snow. My cardiologist basically told me go ahead and do anything (even shoveling snow, the heart attack killer), just pace myself. It was perfectly fine and I felt energized being outside doing something constructive.
Things aren't perfect. I consider the locals in my immediate area to be mainly stupid and worthless individuals who have an emotional age of about 9, are rude, impatient, and trivial. Fuck my area.
But because for the time being I am tethered to the medical system that I've been in care of, moving to an area with more decent less narcissistic-entitled-shithead-fuckwad people is just not in the cards.
So I don't consider it a loss to not be in public. I have to very carefully curate whom I deal with around here. I don't even really consider any neighbor around us very trustworthy.
Point is I don't miss being away from home much. It feels safer here than anyplace else.
As far as passing the time... In good weather, warm months I get frustrated that things I wanted to get to in the winter are back burnered (since I gotta take care of the garden, I'd rather be outside, etc.)
So right now I'm revisiting indoor side projects that I don't get to when it's good weather.
So last night: I hauled out and started evaluating a collection of my vintage cameras dating back to the 1970s. Testing shutters and operation, checking the light seal foam for rot, etc. After awhile it felt like time travel to 1984, when as a young engineer working at an RCA division I bought a Nikon FE2 outfit at a camera shop somewhere around Cherry Hill (NJ). Like $450 or so, which felt like a huge mondo commitment. (Yes, I'm from Dayton Ohio. I moved around the country early in my career and I wound up being specialized in a relatively esoteric area, VLSI design, and the RCA division in Moorestown, NJ was hiring. I was there just one year... then moved to Ft Wayne IN for about 4 years.)
Also this winter I plan to get into finally learning how to set up and program my VHF transceiver (walkie talkie) for emergency use, I want to finally make sourdough bread, and a lot of other BS that I don't get to when I'm not at home cooped up.
As far as being upset-disgusted by the machinations of the left and the enemy... I'm really over politics. The good guys won this time. Time will tell if the Trump win was a Pyrrhic victory or actual progress.
Humans are basically evil I have determined. The people that live around us certainly are on the low end of the effort/goodwill/morality/self sacrifice/ability to think scales just like the people i went to high school with, most people I worked with, etc. Leaders are no different.
And Trump's going to take Greenland by force.
We've entered truly entertaining times.
Anyway, that's what keeps my spirits up until the spring.