I’m not sure if that makes any sense to you, but in my head, it makes perfect sense.
I need to get out of this city. On bad days (like this one), it’s a physical ache.
If I’m going to feel lonely anyway, I’d rather it be because I’m actually physically alone in another place. I think that might feel comparatively less pathetic than feeling lonely in a city where you’re acquainted with hundreds of people but don’t really, truly know anybody beyond ones and zeros.