February 18, 2020

3:27pm, Charles Street and E Biddle Street, Baltimore, MD

It's hard to leave work in the middle of the day but today I did it. The sun is out and I feel content to slowly praise it with my body. Direct contrast from yesterday. This site is above the street level... a little urban plaza. Seems like there could be better use of the space... like dancing. I feel a touch sore from Sunday and not entirely into my movement choices. It's a relief to dance without a jacket or several layers. My arms are doing weird things again. At least it feels weird to me. They feel like they are expressing a narrative. One of great drama... I'm 8 y/o again dancing in dress up to new age music. Is this what I make? What would I change? Is end-of-the-day-angst better for generating interesting dance content? What is interesting dance content? Is narrative important? Will I ever answer these questions? Day forty-nine.