Travel, and Feeling 'Worthy'...

...sometimes a girl just needs to get out of her head- to allow herself to be distracted...most commonly, the solution is- as cliche as it is- 'shopping'...in my case, this isnt the case, as the hubby is actually more into shopping than I am (I can tell it's developed into a self-esteem booster activity for him throughout his years of being alone abroad for his career...hey, I'm lucky, he could have developed more dangerous habits)..although I do find myself much more into shopping than I've ever been....Anyway, for me Traveling has always been the more appropriate solution...Even if its hopping on a train to head to a town near enough to return home without trouble yet far enough to elicit enough time to read a book/listen to music and get further distracted 'out of your own head'... I've always tried to do this- most proudly, I booked a trip to London-where my late estranged father had lived which no doubt added to my curiosity for the city- by myself 2 years ago and took the EuroRail on a daily trip to and from Paris while there....So I'm glad to now share my life with someone who , for this year anyway, has the time (AND purpose/professional funding) for us to travel to both nearby towns and nearby European cities to bring forth more such opportunities....)

Aside from listening to music and looking at a beautiful view, on the road, I can literally feel my creative juices flowing and it's beautiful...So after years of writing poetry, lyrics, and various academic essays (two published), I've finally begun to write in the Novel format...I truly hope to be able to finish it and publish it...After all, as I was thinking the other day upon conversation with local friends, don't a lot of people- especially women-become depressed upon not feeling like they have someTHING to live for? For men, that 'purpose' can easily be to 'just keep working and earning enough to be able to provide and lead a normal life'...but more and more I've been hearing from women that they actually a)create some sort of excitement much more than their boyfriends/husbands and b) a lot of have found this 'purpose' in motherhood, before which they felt very 'depressed' even living in a beautiful home in a beautiful city...

Of course a lot of women are lucky to have valuable work which they love and which helps them feel important and useful...But even a working friend- in a very high position at an international organization- recently admitted to having felt depressed returning home to an empty house when she was away from her husband...She felt, 'why am I working this hard? For what? What's my reward?'...

I would love to hear other opinions on this matter, on my theory that people feel 'depressed' when they've either lost an important purpose in their lives OR just feel utterly BORED...

As for me, this 'purpose' has become my novel...As those close to me know, in my less than three decades of life, I've come face to face with such crazy, 'no-way' events that the impressions and memories they've left NEED to get out of me somehow, in some way....Here's hoping it gets accomplished... .:::cheers::::