Back in Columbia, when I wanted to find peace, I'd talk to the fish.
We traded for saltwater aquariums and some FINDING NEMO style fish in our office. Apparently it made the place more professional. The GM had some in his office. The Lobby had some for visitors. The OM had some. We ran some spots, they came and fed 'em, changed the water, etc.
So when things got tough at times, or lonely, I went to the lobby and talked to the fish about ideas, imaging, web stuff, content, decisions I had to make, whatever.
I think they listened. And in that still small voice, I found my way.
Talk to the fish. They listen. You learn.