I'm a crybaby, which means I barricade myself in my house and scream for awhile, and when it subsides enough that I can leave, I go for a run. Tears make great fuel. Night runs, or rainy days, are best for this as you don't get as many questioning looks.
The happy and powerful do not go into exile, and there are no surer guarantees of equality among men than poverty and misfortune.