I did not cry when we left AZ.
I cried when we got there. I don't know what that means.
I do know I felt relief and joy when I finally saw my friends. We talked about all the usual stuff. We have history together and they know what I mean, without me saying, you know what I mean? 
I left AZ with heartache, but I also felt refreshed, encouraged and recharged. 
I was feeling empty in the new city. I know the trip back to AZ will not resolve these feelings, but I feel now like I have the energy to deal with them.
 
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