What do you do when the inside of your brain is as glum and dreary as the day is outside? Like all the rain has soaked in and drowned your last two brain cells. I guess you could sit slumped in front of your computer with your head in your hands, pretending to be "the thinker" until the muscles in your neck permanently freeze into that position, leaving you with much more in common with the thinker than you thought possible. That's way too much thinking!
Or you could do what I do. Nothing! Except in telling you about doing nothing, I am actually doing something. Except that the something is really nothing.