This is a great question, because I have had plenty of times when I felt the same way you seem to, where I just couldn't care less about the next day. Usually it happens at times when I feel like I'm far away from achieving my goals.
The best cure is to do work, in my case. I try to make sure I always have a project, just to avoid feeling that intense boredom and apathy that comes with not having a purpose. My projects are what get me up in the morning.
When I say projects, specifically I mean making art, making games, writing, building my website, exercise (working on my physique as a project, basically), anything that has a long term goal with short-term manageable chunks. I don't necessarily have to finish anything (I often don't) but just having something to work on, even if I end up abandoning it and trying something else, gives me a reason to keep going. Plus, its good practice.
The toughest part about this is overcoming the initial apathy (which comes in the form of procrastination) in order to start. Its really just a habit you have to build. I still haven't conquered procrastination.
I can try and share my personal journey if it helps you get a better understanding of yours
In 2010 i lost my job, house, girlfriend and my father died... needless to say I was homeless and alone, and honestly?
i woke up everyday (when i slept) with incredible motivation for life, cause although my life was pretty shitty i was free to do whatever i wanted, be whoever i could be without constrains from others or doctrines from society itself, i struggled alot to discover myself and what i truly wanted, (and in some sense i think i still try to better myself everyday) but i became a writer and i wrote a fantasy book.
Now here i am, getting ready for diablo 3 with money, internet, house, food etc... and i still wake up with the same feeling, you are alive until you die, why force it when it is inevitable? we are better off "leveling up" trough life
cheers and peace to all.
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As long as I remember, I was afraid of death. When I was little, my grandparents, who are religious, told me that after someone dies, they go to heaven or hell, depending on how they acted in this life, but somehow, I never bought it. I don't believe that there is an afterlife, although I cannot explain why are conscious. As I think of it, it's not logical that a being should be conscious, and be able to think about the world. It seams almost not of this universe. When ever I try to imagine myself not existing, or at least my consciousness not existing, I start panicking, because I don't WANT to be not alive.
I find it depressing that I am waiting for something, because, I always do, and when the moment comes that I get, or see, or whatever, that which I was waiting for, I realize that a day will come when I won't exist anymore.
Even if I never die, what can I look forward to... my family dying, humans evolving into something that I won't be able to familiarize with, the end of the solar system, the end of the universe... And even if I find a way to somehow escape this universe when it ends, there is no guaranty that the next one will have the same laws of physics (if the multiverse theory is correct). Or If, when this universe comes to an end, I somehow find a big enough wormhole to transport me to the beginning of this universe. Then again, after an infinite number of loops, there would be infinite copies of me... where would I go then...
I am currently studying Molecular Biology, with hopes of becoming a Genetic Engineer. I know that the secret to longevity is in the genes, once it is cracked, humans will be able to live 150 years and longer.
It is not impossible to live for ever, as there are some organisms that can. There are species of jellyfish that go through different cycles of life and can go through them an infinite number of times (they die of disease, predators and similar stuff). Cancer cells can divide an infinite number of times (unlike other cells), which makes them essentially immortal (unless you count cell division as death of a mother cell, and birth of daughter cells, which in terms of a multicellular organism means nothing).
But as I said... even if science succeeds in making humans immortal, what then...