gonna be honest it's gotta be an internal drive and not an external source to get out of the rut. Like for me it's a mix of spite towards the bastards that want me to give up (Put a cap in my ass, I ain't surrendering), a desire to build a better tomorrow no matter how small me chipping in is, a deep love for life and those living, and sheer stubbornness.

And I found that internal drive by living and exploring and talking and listening. I've helped drunk old hobo hitchhikers get to different towns as they pissed on my seats, ran into highway traffic to rescue runaway dogs, met natives who told me stories of how they lost their family when they were working away from home, I've gotten drunk and climbed mountains in snow storms while eating ice cream then drinking in how fucking vast and pristine the world is when I sat on the peak, etc and so forth, the point I'm making is you gotta do stuff to grow as a person. There's a vast world out there beyond your house, the workplace, and the route you drive every day between them. Go explore.

TL;DR Take a hike and touch a tree