August 23, 2020

8:07pm, Mace Street and W 27th Street, Baltimore, MD

This evening was a rush to get groceries but almost no will to dance. My full time work schedule begins this week and I do not feel prepared. There is a grey cat that has sauntered within 10 feet of me while writing. I wanted to dance in this site before... not the alley but the lot it is next to. Now the lot is being turned into a house or apartment complex. In moving through the city, I have noticed many of the sites I have danced in have changed. These moments of dance and reflection are little time capsules. The photos too. I hope this week goes well. Therapy, the dentist, nanny times, usual 405 bizness and more. The anticipation of waiting to try again. Day two hundred thirty-six.