I am mostly a glass is half full type of guy. But, I am also a grass is always greener type of guy. (We are humans and we contradict ourselves.) I know everyone’s grass is totally different and I know other people’s grass should be none of my business yet I still look at mine, then look at theirs, then look back at mine. Or when not comparing, I’m looking at my grass on a random day and it’s just not looking good. Better grass must exist somewhere else, just not here.
I’m wrong. We’re wrong. The best grass is our own grass because we grew it. There can be no better grass. It may need some work. It may need a miracle, but no other grass at whatever vibrance of green will ever satiate or fulfill us.
To each his own. Her own. They own.
Honor and respect to all grass near and far, past present and future.