December 4, 2020

5:17pm, Art Museum Drive and N Charles Street, Baltimore, MD

The rains have been here all day. I am still feeling exhausted. This is a moment of no rain before it starts up again, all through the night. I've been feeling tension in my shoulders all week. Oh how I want to hibernate. What will and will not be. Feeling unsure and steady at the same time. Wanting to cast it all into the ocean while never letting go. I have to pee pretty badly right now. I suppose that's my cue. This way? That way? Which way? Do I move on or stay still? And on and on and on ad infinitum. Day three hundred thirty-nine.