is the grass always greener on the other side of the fence? of course not. it entirely depends on which side of the fence i happen to be sitting on! i have a terrible tendency to believe what i want to believe. i don't so much kid myself as con myself. i stare into the mirror until, by some process of wishful thinking i distort the reflection. i embellish my identity and when the cold light of reason threatens to burst the bubble, i rapidly look the other way.