For this New Moon Eclipse...

Here's a running list of places to cry in public: thrift stores, a cave, underwater, an isolation tank, planes - trains - automobiles (in any seat), a drug store, library (no pressure to buy anything and a possible sense of camaraderie), while on a walk in a neighborhood (one of my favorite and most often visited places for a cry), a concert, movie theater, grocery store, riding a bicycle...

Tried and true. Here's the thing though, our society likes to see smiles, not tears. I don't know how many times I was told not to cry as a child, just don't cry. We're taught to apologize before we even know what we're apologizing for. The thing with tears is that they can mean so many things, and their healing powers are vast, yet subtle. Salty little elixirs that clear the heart. Our bodies created this mechanism for a reason. 

...not sorry...not sorry...not sorry...not sorry...

Jacob's Well

All in the same tank