Yeah. It’s the same idea as that grass on the other side of the fence that looks so lush and green. It has to be better, doesn’t it?

I’m reminded of the summer drives we made to South Georgia years ago. Puddles appeared on the road as we approached the horizon line. Then mysteriously, they’d just disappear!

Such is the luster of the green grass over the fence once you’re next to it.

Bloom where you’re planted. The right train will come right on time. Meanwhile, make sure your bags are packed and ready.

Your future depends on it.