Grass = always greener?

I want to nuke that trite phrase, “The grass is always greener on the other side.” Well, ideally, as creative and original speakers of English, we all have an inborn duty (or should have) to destroy all cliches that exist in our midst…these noisome pests trounce around highly and mightily (if those shouldn’t be adverb-ized, I’m sorry…it’s too early/late/weird for proper grammarification), feeling as if a petite little maxim could sum our lives! This is an insult to our mercuriality, our diversity, our ability to be zig when others expect us to zag, our ability to defy all logic and rationality. We have the right to be insane and indefinable!

No, seriously…Maybe some people follow this motto, but I have always followed something else: I am more in tune with my own thoughts and intuitions than those of everyone else around me. I recognize that I have my problems…but they are MY problems. I wouldn’t trade them for anyone else’s, because I know how to deal with my problems…I just don’t because then I know I would face all new problems.

I do have struggles though…I have to wonder, should I believe in a greener grass theory? Should I go with what everyone else is doing or continue to do what makes sense to me and believe what makes sense to me? Everyone tries to convince me that we are a social beast with a strong herd mentality, but following the herd doesn’t make sense to me…unless there’s something else I can get from it. Cliches represent the focal point of the herd…if we are all the same (or desire to be the same), then we should be able to make very short phrases, kennings almost, to describe whole swaths of people. We essentially create stereotypes for ourselves.

It’s funny…people always ask me about who my role models are (or maybe that’s just because I do too many of those generic mock interviews where that always seems to be a question)…I can’t really answer them, because I don’t think I’m following what someone else does. I simply follow what I find in my experience to be best practices. I don’t feel an attachment to one group or another, but I feel an attachment for ideas and concepts that produce results for me. It’s so intriguing to me when I find other people who try to escape this system of conformance but who fall into a conforming of their own…as I talked about earlier, our dear sporked friend Katy.

I guess there is a method to my madness after all. Dang. Another cliche.