I'm preparing to leave Phoenix on Saturday, and a line from Shakespeare keeps coming to mind:
Good night, good night! Parting is such sweet sorrow,
That I shall say good night till it be morrow. (Romeo & Juliet Act 2, scene 2)
Well, he lied. Sweet parting only occurs in dramatic fiction when the actors or authors run a chance for an Oscar/Tony or literary nod. From where I sit, this whole business just stinks. Humph. (Insert pouty face.)
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