How do you recharge your "soul"?

So.

You have jobs to apply to in the assumption that the deafening and absolute silence from the jobs that you have *already*  applied for should be taken as some value of "no"; you have had to do some repair work that you had no idea if you could do when you started; everything seems to be emotionally uphill.  Your batteries are down, and you need to recharge your (for lack of a better word) soul.  What do you do?

For me, these are my top three:

1. Dire Straits, the Brothers in Arms in particular.  One may jump in and ask why American blues aren't enough for me.  Maybe it's their instrumentation, maybe it's their vocals,

Maybe it's their album covers

2. Dante Aligheri's Divine Comedy.  I'm not trying to seem all clever and everything, but it is famous because it's really damn good. My preferred translation is the one by John Ciardi.  The quality of the writing really stands out because I don't buy into the philosophy, the science, or the religion.  The complexity and poetry of the writing just refresh me to read.

Plus, great art inspires other great art

3. Islay Whiskey.  I'm not talking about getting wasted, that would be counterproductive on reclaiming soul points, I'm talking about where the flavors take me.  I had watched a TV show on BBC America in which the Scottish narrator was traveling Great Britain trying all the different alcoholic drinks of the UK.  I had gotten hopeful that there would be several episodes on distilleries all through Scotland, but no.  The narrator gave one segment of one episode to all Scotch whiskys because he said that Scotch took him to the darkest part of the woods at the darkest time of the night.

What an asshole.  That's my happy place.

Seriously

To be specific, this is all about how I recover myself on my own.  Something like the night sky is more rewarding to me with other people, whether it has been at my grandparent's place with cousins, watching the Perseids with my family or my wife's family, or watching the 2001 Leonid meteor shower with Anne Marie at three in the morning in our apartment complex's parking lot, or inviting people over to watch a lunar eclipse from our backyard are all really rewarding.