Considering the many years from age 1 until about 17 when everyone tried to make me hate myself, I have to say I can't imagine any other way to spend the day than alive. I fucking love my life and have no patience for those who opine that they are depressed or disenchanted with the way things are. Unless you're a helpless cripple, you've got the means to change and improve your circumstances to love being alive.
If you really want to feel good, make an effort to help others improve their lives. The Squeeze is a social worker who specializes in helping mentally handicapped, blind, and people otherwise incapacitated to acquire the skills to work and support themselves. Even better, if you don't have a job and are suffering from the economic depression, you've plenty of time to devote to helping others.
I've met so many people who are actively involved with helping others with mucho less assets than me AND working full time that I have no room to sit back and complain. And whenever I start to complain or get too grumpy, I've got The Squeeze to slap me back to reality. Ain't got time for any basking in ennui.