I've got a friend of mine who wanted to roll up his memories like sidewalks in a boring town. I said to him that memories are a part of you; you can't sever them no matter how lackluster they might be. The advice I gave was that the antidote to nothing is something. Do something interesting every chance you have. He took what I said to heart and now works in a road crew fixing potholes and pouring concrete into the cracks of sidewalks he once wanted to roll away. His back hurts sometimes. But he's happier now.