There's a SheDaisy song that says, perhaps, the grass isn't greener on the other side when you realize you should be with a certain individual but you aren't. I love you, ladies, but I must disagree because from here:
the grass is always greener. You look at greater Paris and things are put into perspective. The silly and petty ceases to matter. If you can make it here & survive living on the other side of the pond for a few months, you should be able to handle anything old-Concord might throw your way. And if you get the opportunity to eat crepes and sing Tim McGraw from here, well, you're just extra lucky then.
bon soir & cheers.