Well, I don't know how startling they are, but revelations none the less.
I was outside, smoking a cigarette about 45 minutes ago, when I realized something pretty significant. As I was standing in this frigid weather, puffing away, I thought about how nice it would be to be back down south again. In the warm air, with all my old friends. Then it occured to me. When I was actually living there, I couldn't wait to leave and move to Pittsburgh.
There were plenty of times in Pittsburgh when I was ready to leave there too, but for the most part, I was content. It was another series of events that had me move from there.
Now, as I was standing out there, in the freezing cold, I realized, I'm always trying to get out of whatever place that I'm in. When I move somewhere else, I start to miss the place that I was complaining about in the first place.
I told this to a co-worker of mine afterwards, he told me, "Yeah, no one is ever happy. Life Stinks." Or something of that nature.