What a good friend of mine said really holds a lot of weight – you don’t know what you’ve lost till it’s really gone. That’s human nature, by the way. We always yearn for better things, and always think that the other side of the fence holds tastier grass.

We almost never reach a stage of total contentment. Then again, maybe we do, but that’s probably towards nirvana, or enlightenment, of whatever you may wish to label it.

I don’t recall myself behaving in the way that I am. Either my memory is failing, or that I’ve slowly getting more and more disillusioned and frustrated with the present circumstances. I guess it’s very hard to discard the rose-coloured glasses either; the pair of green eyes peering through rose-tinted glasses – not the best combination at all.

Like what I try to tell myself, in order to avoid wanting to cross over the fence – enjoy the moment while it lasts. Don’t be green eyed with envy, for the present situation will never last for an eternity. It will soon pass, and maybe it’ll be other’s turn to be green eyed. But then why is it that I seem to be headed in that direction? Something that I’ve been telling myself not to do so?