The grass looked greener everywhere else, so I wandered through a lot of heartache, trying to fix everything that felt so broken and in all of that wandering, I made a bigger mess. Hopping fences, searching for a better view, hoping that a sunset in a new place would make me happy, but at the end of the day, the view in the mirror was exactly the same, regardless of where I was. And that's what I learned. Even when the grass is greener somewhere else, you're still the same. You can't run from that. You can't run from you.