So eager to get out the door

Why is it that we are never hardly ever happy where we are. That green hill looks so much better, always eager to get out that door to only realise that we are standing in artifical sunlight. The important thing is how do we enjoy a place with no motivation that just burns us out or holds us back.

I'm getting a bit too introspective but how about the battle of truth and desires. The truth is that none of our selfish desires hold any weight in reality but the cleansing light of truth burns the desires away, burning is always painful. I don't really know where I am going with this but what if we could exchange the need for escape for the need for truth, not easy huh. So if we put all all the energy that would have been spent wishing we were somewhere else into looking for the truth, we might just find ourselves on a different sort of green hill.

If you didn't get any of that, don't worry about it, I'm just rambling.